It's dim
all around
and the rain
caresses
the fogged window
and the mirrored pavement
on the street below
as if prompted
by mysterious command
of sudden, imperious tenderness
while the drenched earth
rejoices
in the subtle, misty tones
of winter bloom
and the bashful, thin ice
imposed on the pond
by early freeze
cracks
in a sparkling smile
of impish relief.
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