Snow lines


The Tree
because of the wind
at the top
of the mountain,
bereft of glory
Mt. Everett and not everest

Shall the keening
when the stars coalesce
into the abstract light
of voids

Cross the eons
when will it end
drumming along
and nary a snicker

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