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A winter dream, originally uploaded by Thorsten Becker.

It is nothing but snow
On a gray cold day
Nothing but trees
That in the distance sway
Why should I stay?

Just a lonely walk
Through winter's solitude
Biting cold air
Chipping away at my fortitude
Such is my attitude

When suddenly
Up in the sky
Firebirds fly

With their amber breath
They warm away my distress
And with their mythical grace
Lead me towards halcyon days

And such is now the glittering of the snow
So pure and white, day and night
Like the garments of a snow maiden bright
That I resolve with much gratitude
“Joy, instead, should be my attitude!”

© Thorsten Becker

Note: I often like to weave bits and pieces of classic literature as well as folklore into my prose. For this particular piece have a look at Snegurochka as well as the Firebird; an explanation of Halcyon Days can be found here.

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