Falling Winter Sky

The light falls silently in wafting

frozen trickles from the heavens.

Faraway I can hear the creeks

crackling under the hard frozen air,

as near as the glistening ice

which forms upon the verdant grasses.

The tall reeds of the Meadow

waver

and stiffen

wavering

against the cruel North winds.

My breath goes out of me in hasty clouds…

…the Warriors of Winter have come at last.

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