absurd contradictions

just because your head is in the clouds, doesn't mean your feet aren't on the ground

pulling back, hunkering down, going inward

closing off, laying low,
time for self reflection

winter brings it on

like a blanket of silence

patches of monochromatic colors

paths beaten down, then sealed in ice

animals taking on winter coats

glassy pools deep amber in shades

there is nothing and at the same time

there is everything

stillness, then

the abyss