L'aura del Campo

January before the thaw

January before the thaw

Sun shadows snowy paths
as black outlines of pine
a pattern ebony and ivory
freeze this interlude
before the melt
when the rites of Spring
crescendo from pianissimo
to the croak of frogs.

In this hush of glistening crystals,
the stillness of a river encased in ice
murmurs beneath our sight.

Days of twilight lengthen
as we trudge down paths,
the only sound the crunch we make.

Echoes cannot come back to us,
bound by frozen air,
lost in this season before rebirth.

© Kåre Enga [15.january.2017]

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