Dust and Snow
It’s beautiful only at its best
Not a cold pillow to take rest
The snow tucked into crevice pits
Steep steeples where one can’t sit
Aerial view indeed makes one awe
To linger and trepidatiously pause
For to hike in circles, like an eagle flies
But on endless travail, by foot, not wise
Volcano full of dust and snow
Might finger you as part of its show
It’s beautiful at its best—
Volcano full of dust and snow
11/4/2021
Couplet except for last two lines
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2021
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