Lost Tracks
Lost tracks
engraved in milky snow,
endless,
spread into nowhere.
I look for last autumn leaves
under white sparkling cover,
lost in time.
The silence of the fading day
rests on me
as timeless songs of birds.
I look for lost tracks from the past
but can only hear whispering voices
from misty woods,
thoughtful walks
in brilliant fluffy white.
Copyright © Gert W. Knop | Year Posted 2009
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