winter and I walk together quietly
footsteps muffled by beneficent snow
each at home in solitude
thus able to share a common road
other seasons seem raucous gauds
with foliaged extravagance, endless cerulean skies,
impossible newly-sprouted beginnings
this brief companion makes no such demands
does not even ask my presence
in such calm equanimity I find it easier to breathe
and I am grateful
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