winter still
night calling
snow falling
billowing, pillowing
clouds on ground
crowned white
star bright
owl glides
as silent eyes
o'er sleeping bear
through
crackling air
seeing all
he reports
to
heaven's quartz
those
floating stones
that
seem alone
and yet -
like him
alive they cry
while
asleep they lie
for winter's not withholding
it is depth emboldening
all creatures beneath their twinkling gaze
and when the wheel returns to spring
the bear and owl blood quickening
they signal from earth
awakened rebirth
refreshed and reborn
they sing
--Eric Marley
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