A Rare Winter’s Night
Can words be found
or assembled into poetic lines
to capture such beauty?
This majestic night-
overhead a starlit sky-
like scintillating black ice-
below- white powder-
and in between- air that crackles-
air that is but a frozen breath-
that dances away in a crystal cloud.
@2006
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