The Guardians of Silver Lake

Minnesota. Negative 10.  Snow and beautiful sunshine.

The trail is empty.
The sky is clear.
The snow crunches.
My breath heavy.

A path across the pond
around the lake, but
I am not alone.

Still, silent, rising
from the icy depths.

Snow guardians.

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