breath streams from body
cold enough to see my life
bright tranquility
cold palette warms heart
startle dusty snow from geese
hold onto the light
hunting metaphor
we see through your camouflage
your bullets still kill
angry winds toss lake
weather unsure of footing
mind disquieted
alter scenery
attempt to find new rhythm
beat remains constant
endless procession
winter doldrums clasping heart
prickly underneath
brief splash of color
brings daydreams of other times
hunters shatter all