after severe illness
in the pure beauty
of here, untraced snow
a narrow path
along the edge
of my sensuous world
between bark and trees
a view of a lake,
an emerald far below,
distant violet sky
and crimson clouds
a cold wind
and hard stepping
deep into mud
through frozen puddles
the heart beating,
breathing, enjoying
each moment
as if it was forever
knowing
nothing will bring
this time back:
so i live now.
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