Melt

Uncle

The original was called “Opportunity.” Here’s the accompanying words. Hope you like it!

Doug

Winter comes and goes.
Spring between winters.
Boots crunch dry lichens.
Walking on gray stone,
The roots of the earth pulled up through the skin.
They rise in their blackness, harsh to bodies.
Soothe in their presence.

Sun draws cascades of light flecked liquid ice,
chase through sharp chasms.
Waters, bright, foam and play with clean sunshine.
They tumble together down expanses
to remember time,
leaving only mists.