in light snow you take

the ferry to the island

a cold wind blows and

you wrap your coat around you.

dark water sloshes

snowflakes like glitter floating

on the surface

the ferry docks and you leave.

standing on the shore

your cheeks tingling in the cold

on the pale island

between the black sea and sky.

you float there in space

as snowflakes shine in the air

like the goddess nyx

at the edge of the cosmos.