December

Winter streams babble alongside snow covered shoreline.

Speaking their secrets to the silent depth of the forest.

Pine; sway softly with the wind, creaking their ever changing stories.

Golden sunlight trickles through their twisted growth; illuminating perfect imperfections that dance and flicker in and out of existence.

Within a tranquil masterpiece of chaos.


- Steven Frank

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