Snow
Thick feathers protecting soft down
Feathers muddy brown reflecting sunlight
Sky’s scent absorbed in flight
Piercing eyes knowing secrets
Eggs in unstable nested in an unstable world
I fly through the water
Gills and all
The sand below breaking my fall
My slick scales guiding me far
Dreary-mouthed and cold-blooded
So bright
Tiny white lights
Harmlessly floating down the dark sky
Each one intricate
As we know, as we’re told, it snows
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