as I breathe in silent glow

witnessing each

cadence within snow

feline flickering opal

a pantomime begins

born into purpose

fallen from the lap

aurora borealis

sings synched light

dawn bore a white cloth

in this burning yielding

a roe deer cries

into the pyric sun

I have seen

galloping Valkyries

among the withered wind

once twice thrice

their hair as fire

speaking old tongues

of ice