Softly, gently, ever so slightly, the bear moves
It shifts and shuffles
But the stone muffles
Its movement
Softly, gently, ever so slowly, the frost melts
A blade of grass breathes
And notices the leaves
Haven't yet woken
Like a spreading virus
The heat reaches the ground
And turns the ice around
Into a stream of life
Shivering crystals
Ornaments on a lethal trap
So the spider can wrap
All those who admire it
Softly, gently, ever so quietly, a boy ponders
He collects his thoughts
And reality trots
A million miles away.
