snow globes' silence has unlocked the dynamism in the stillness
it is time to put some distance from your fences that seem so small
drifting by the snow of your words that has not melted yet
when our ice garden has crystallized into a frozen fortress
treading through the skewed trails imbued with our fading footprints
gusts of chilly winds brushing through my cheeks; wide awake
parchments of memories weaved into the intangible fabric
as the two polarities touched at the tangents igniting the
aurora polaris painting our skies with iridescent lights
