And the Snow Falls

Snowflakes fall
like questions
linking crystal

tendrils in great
sheets across
harsh ground

already frozen
with December.
When the sun rises,

nothing will look
the same, and we
will be left standing

on white earth
with our weary heads
so full of morning.

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