Witness
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Brave the sharp whiteness
Muffle the cold by folding
your warmth within it
Without a sound
Scuff the crystal carpet
Soften the biting air with
puffs of white-hot breath
Then feel the thrum
of your blood
as you trace
the tracks of those who came before
the sky-branch-scape of white upon black
the just-by-chance bright and falling star
as they melt
their once and forever paths
across your heart.
Lynn Schuessler is a longtime member of SCBWI. Her love of nature has always inspired her poetry, but lately it’s her new grandson that shows her the world through his almost one-year-old eyes.
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BEAUtiful! Thanks so much for sharing, Lynn!
Lovely. Thank you.
Thanks to both of you.