At such altitudes
one is forced to consider
whether anywhere within a
thousand miles
is not surrounded by
ice and hard landscapes
so cold that breath hangs like
doubt against the hope-blue sky
(the backdrop against which
potential must be measured),
if only to arrive at the conclusion
that on blue days in such surroundings,
there is solace in the melting rivulets that
trickle to the horizon,
and the silence that
makes even our hearts attend.
--c. 2012, Martin A. Bartels (working draft)
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