Winter Fire

Trails wind into the heart of winter,

Built serpentine through rock and wood.

The life runs through it,

Bursting through the seams.

White earth rain down

Upon the precipice—

Shield your eyes against the light,

There is fire in the winter sheen.

15 thoughts on “Winter Fire

  1. Nice turn on the phrase ‘a life runs through it…” well worth a repost, as I think I missed it first time round. It really brings to mind that strange feeling you get in summer in the mountains when you suddenly come upon a glacier area with snow and flowers blooming…almost surreal.

    • Precisely what inspired this piece actually. I was out in Colorado visiting my brother this past summer, and he took me high up into the mountains…loved every bloody minute of it.

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