Profound is the Cold

steven wynne apple
This day in the far north

I watch as by the millions

The snowflakes plummet;

Silently they gather

In a fallen state

Of sad grace.

They await the warmth

That will transform

Them cautiously;

So profound is the cold

And so free will be the flow.

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