desolation beauty

He walked the 3 deserted blocks to shul...
in the early ethereal light..
..his boots..slicing into the creamy powdery snow..
as it swirled around him...
...each breath cold and fresh...
eyes beholding a winter wonder desolation....
kids in second story windows in pjamas
a car slowed and offered a ride...
..he waved off the warm driver
bent over..struggling for control...
....briefly pitying him



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