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Winter's Fury - 2. The Silent Choir
In the early morning,
the curtain rises for the dawn choir,
yet all is still.
No one is there to greet the sun.
The gulls have fled
to warmer spots;
The crickets sleep, in cozy burrows,
under snowy blankets.
Sunbeams creep quietly over the lake.
Climbing to the top of an icy hill,
the light pauses to dance a lively jig,
sparkling on the icy dune.
A hop,
a leap
to the next dune
begins the dance anew.
Frigid water flows slowly
beneath the frozen surface.
Dunes push each other,
until…..
Snap!
The ice cracks.
The danger of the fragile beauty
now revealed.
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