Moving forward slowly
winter standing still
underneath the silence
waits something powerful.

Yet to appear
it forms as does the snow
within the darkness
and the place where memories go.

A hint, a trace of something
as it becomes meaningful
wait for me, the first sign will be
the spring ephemeral.

- Harlon Davey

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