Eyes of Forest

A copse of birches

A fox watches me

I watch her

I continue to walk

Snow dusts the firs, fragile

A hare, love starts, the sky, sees

A wolf

An oak

Eyes

Snow sugar

No snowballs

Swish swish

A cardinal

A winter tune

A raven, also

A bobcat

Quiet hunts

Feet, stealthy

A stonewall

Time worn

Lichen, hiding

Steel sky

Cold stillness

Daydreaming oaks

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Woods think, imagine.

Beauty, a few tears,

            Solitude

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