Change
Birds are gone to sleep
Lulled by the silence of trees
Frigid with frost
Snow carpet landscape
Cushions the noise of speeding cars
Frightening lizards
Sunset falls seaward
To come over the mountain
In crimson clothes still
The sea has old face
Crinkling change in folds of skin
The wind cannot pass
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