winter twilight

pink sky fades
to orange twilight
deep violet beyond

frosted mountains stand glowing
against the sky
cedar and fern point their silhouettes
proudly against the splendid
end of day.

The emerald green river
in its rage
has changed its bed again
the last few weeks of rest
before spring’s thaw
awakens its rage.

Weary from the world’s dull demands
I wander on
along the river’s edge.

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