you long for it


the simplicity of 



for then maybe

you could hold it all

grasping some secret

that thrums within


but even in 

this spartan season

the forest laughs in shadows

layering itself with a heady, needled light 

as if the patchworked sky

of snow

and tree 

were a gate, opened


and you realize, dappled 

by what seemed complex


that what is simple

is never less


and though often

difficult to grasp




about this


is a secret.

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