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This storm's icy blast
only seems to lash our world into submission.
To the land, it is gentle, and from us
it holds back its full force, we survive.
...

Heels flicking into the oblique rays of sun
and oblivious of the soft, dark shadows overcoming
the calm green scene, a sand colored calf
sashays off the pond bank as if to entice that sky-haloed
...

Blessings
reflected from the pools
while children play
in leaf tones yellow-green
...

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Wind And Ice

This storm's icy blast
only seems to lash our world into submission.
To the land, it is gentle, and from us
it holds back its full force, we survive.

How long can winter spare the arrogance
that tears at the land the snow cherishes?

When comes the humbling of the myriads beguiled
at what can be ripped from the earth
and other beings, contriving and merchandising
an artifice that falls in wretched disarray
upon an earth that's been invaded by its own?

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