The Path Is Straight And Long And On The Winter Sky Poem by Reva Kern

The path is straight and long
And against the winter sky
Stand boldly the great indomitable trees
Old elms stripped where they touch the summit
At the end, the sun large and red lies down
On the horizon it plunges in a moment
Not a bird.Sometimes a light creaking
In the deserted cuttings of the mute forest
And below, walking, a dark silhouette
On the crimson earth
Whose landscape is like an ingot
A little old woman with sticks
bent under her firewood.