HOME | DD
pfrancke — Lighthouse
Published: 2023-02-07 03:14:13 +0000 UTC; Views: 1653; Favourites: 26; Downloads: 5
Redirect to original
Description
the cold winds rage,
darkness comes and night roars.
Minus 18, the wind does not stop.
a new day-
cold, calm, warmth at 12.
Seed on the railing and I wait.
Hours pass
And I fear for their tiny still bodies hidden by snow and ice
I look again and see a single small bird.
And suddenly a crowd of them and the seed is scattered.
