the ocean laid bare

how melting whiteness
turns blue under the raging
bright gaze of the sun

nature’s bridge

the flowing river
by embracing the winter
ends the great divide

J M Lysun

as the river melts
a sleeping giant awakes
soon all will hear him

J M Lysun

a drop of water
can the heart of mountains break
in winter’s cold grip

J M Lysun

The river flows now

The cold bitter winter leaves

The roar of water

Pierces the melting ice blocks

Peace gives way to the torrent.

— J M Lysun —