snow trek

 

 

SNOW TREK

Crisp crackling surrender

greets each footfall

almost as if it yearns

to be defiled.

 

Journeying on

I leave

an imprint

of my progress –

 

I tread defiantly

towards my goal.

Returning, I observe

 

my very own

ice-moulded tread –

almost as if

 

my journey

had been frozen

in time.

 

 

Malcolm Evison

        14 January 2010

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