Floating Fish in the snowWinter came early for us in the Lake Valley of southern Trentino. Because of the Lake Garda’s microclimate we usually only see snow around mid January, if then. The other morning the sky was heavy and what looked like fog was actually snowfall. It snowed the whole day through changing our autumn suddenly into winter. As I looked out towards the courtyard in front of my house, my fish wind chime began to tinkle and I imagined a world with floating fish.
December
cold grey morning sky
first flakes fall
ice crystals
softly blur my world from sight
hills of snow – growing
Silence grows
as snow flakes gather
transforming
humdrum scenes
into something new – special
never seen before
In that morn
of cold December
suddenly
in silence
a fish floated in the snow
outside my window.
gsk ’17
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