Has anything changed?
Birds still eating; snow on ground--
Miracle today?
So peaceful outside--
White frosting of snow and ice
(And it's surely cold.)
Stuck to their branches,
Dead Autumn leaves won't let go.
Ripple in the wind.
They're at it again,
Cutting down the dead ash trees
That litter the road.
Dry Pampas grass stalks
Guarding the deserted house
Stand tall like sentries.
Road signs are empty,
Messages mysterious
When viewed from behind.
Two slim dead tree trunks
Bloom again with green needles
From neighboring trees.
Rising from the ground
As it once rose from the sea
Million years ago.
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