T’was cold

T’was cold

The grass had a crispy ice mantle

white and frozen it was

I was packed into downs and boots

The sun labored from the horizon up

Another day hung heavy in the air

Birds huddled in the sun

The temperature suffered from terrible inertia

By late noon

T’was cold

– again

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Theme: Winter in Howick, SA

the all of not

I am a stone and a tree and the water and the bee

I am the green of the grass and the nighttime and stars

I am fire and wind, nature and the sky und das Kind

I am space and matter and nothing at all

I am the flower and beauty, I am big and I am small

I am and I am not, I am the designer and I am the plot

by Raiden Germain (aka himself, mr nothing…) from the book Beyond Cloudia

Ruined world