Harshest Winter
Treading carefully so as not to slip
The ground - frozen water
the ice cold air
like sharp teeth biting
into frosty skin
a cloud of mist
Icicles hanging off hands
The dark white snow, black ice
a death trap
Sharp silk petals straining for light
as they die one by one
falling under the frost the fog
The cover of snow suffocating everything underneath
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