WINTER WALK

WINTER WALK

Soft white hibernation ---
         a landscape bereft of vibrance,
         appears barren, forlorn.

I walk alone
         covered, yet not sufficiently warmed.
         Snow is falling.

All is still
         except for the predictable crunch
         beneath my boots.

The faint howl
         of a solitary, persistent hound
         confronts the silence.

My pace quickens,
         emerging darkness hurries me home
         for comfort, warmth.

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