I gaze beyond

long and cold
soft snow
clings to the white pine
needles almost purring
rock gently to and fro

new tracks here and there
under the fence
some look hurried
while others a bit more
circular and languid

always a joy to see
an animal’s path of travel
their silent steps
pick up a rhythm
in the snow

if I just close my eyes
and listen

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