Dragged to a stop by snow heavy with regrets
I hear winter weeping to see spring again.
Three fair ladies regarded me
Sheathed in silver robes against the delicate air
And whispering wordless poems
to any who love enough to pause and hear the spaces in between.
Is the reward for good [anything] but good? (Sura Rahman:60)
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illustrator Russell Jackson
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