Air more still
Than ever breath has been
A chasm cracked
An arctic frozen wind
This land caressed
And steeped in chilled decay
So endlessly some winter
Her never-tossed bouquet
To summer's fragrant blossoms
Dawned dissolution's grace
From warmth and tender beauty
A distant freeze remained
And ice more blue
Than tint of absent breath
Embraced this lost December
A dance within a death
Her face beneath the frost
A sight not truly seen
But by the lake she lies in
And the crisp and frozen breeze . . .
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