mid noon walk
the frozen faces
on trees
mid noon walk
the frozen faces
on trees
innocent looking vine transforms into snake
assimilate the cold and anger with flesh
footsteps in the corridor winter ghosts
after dark we confront the concrete silence
shadows gather
at the foot
of colossal tree
after dark the silence meanders into being
in prayer we seek the wisdom of old gods
to stones we reveal our deepest desires
mynahs scatter
into the first light
winter eagle