the ground glitters
with millions of ice crystals
wherever the light shines
my fingers are numb
only on my right hand
because it holds the light
the rocks are warm
in comparison to everything
no glitter on the rock moss
the ground glitters
with millions of ice crystals
wherever the light shines
my fingers are numb
only on my right hand
because it holds the light
the rocks are warm
in comparison to everything
no glitter on the rock moss
Originally written on December 19, 2016.