The Shimmering Winter Tree
I sit upon a hardened logIn a winter pine scented forest
The snow hangs Christmas ornaments
On a shimmering tree of frozen air
My breath exhales crystal lights
That fly into the night
The picture timeless
My heart beats softly
Measuring eternity
Poetry by Hans Bump
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Written on 2020-11-29 at 01:00
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