Arrias: Another Winter Day
We greet the day under a lapis sky, full moon slowly sets,
Pale gold line in the east, around me trees – looming silhouettes.
Frozen grass crunches underfoot, the dogs search for a scent,
But nary a smell, nary a sound to disturb the firmament.
The Sun now rising, above, the stars begin to fade,
The air is still and cold, winter’s beauty displayed.
We complete our business, the dogs are content,
No sign of threats, it seems no one else is present.
We circle the house, an extreme quiet persists,
Right now it seems we are alone in the universe.
We crowd inside for breakfast, no ceremony, no pomp,
Another winter day begins in the Great Dismal Swamp.
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January 19, 2022
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