as winter concoctions
blanket the atmosphere
with enveloping darkness
from a braid of silence
as the purple lace
weaves the moonlit snow
into damp and crystalline sorrow
an amplitude of peace, a frequency of tranquility
crosses the harmony of the oscillating stars
breathing iris dust with a thrust of grace
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