A Freak of Nature

BeesContemplative

A freak of nature lies on a bed of soft snow

The air is still The world is quiet The sky is clear

The stars look down upon this freak of nature A million eyes gaze kindly on this twisted form There is no judgment in this night It is beautiful

In the morning There will be no trace left No one will know this freak of nature was here at all

But for now it rests sweetly and all is right

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