Breath turns to vapour, bushes burn with frost, Crystal puddles punctuating the trail, On which the sun’s battles are frankly lost, As noon-day sees its thawing vigour fail. Clear crisp cleansing cold, making safe the ground, For dormant life hid in the seeming tomb, What has been lost shall soon enough be found, This icy…
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