All These Snowy Days In Faro
Fast supple clouds
Catching fire and shot
Through with lissome flights
And a gust of wind
Ruffling opaque streams
Hush of sodden ferns
And frantic chirps
Harmonize
With our stride
Moss on my knuckles
Chastened laughter
Renaming things
Singing hymns
Exploring language
Chastened laughter
Rename all things
Remake all things
