Benevolence

Poem by Anna Rozwadowska

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Benevolent cusp of winter’s air, granules fall,
pools of protraction, water’s edge rippling far from the shore,
frozen in time, a moment usurped,
throwing stones into reflection, colors formed by prisms oscillate,
understanding limits in life whilst being occupied profusely.
 
River collates particles, your fingers feel frost in the air,
undecided yet absolved, sin dissolves in random imagination,
allotted to justify images of the Jungian self,
undecided being, questions dissolved by purifying rain,
depending on geography, understanding what seasons may bring, 
we drank hot cocoa, ate roasted chestnuts, when alive.