“a million miles…”

Short walk.
Softly snow falls,
quiet, seeing.

A flake floats, hovering moment.
Changes the way
back, continues to descend.

Surfer skimming crystal.
Tender power, creation,
cutback along the crest.

Then on down.
Down down down
below the swell.

Crunches underboot.
Breathless moment
interrupted.

Rigs on the highway.
Distance of thousands,
far. But not so.

Sounds another dimension.
Gliding across waves,
a million miles across.

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Author: Martin C. Fredricks IV

Martin C. “Red” Fredricks IV here. I’m 51 years old, husband to an amazing woman who is also my best friend, dad to three outstanding kids, Fargoan (North Dakota, that is), veteran messaging strategist/copywriter, blogger and big-time reader. (If you're gonna write good stuff, you have to read good stuff.) A ginger, too (ergo the "Red"). I enjoy hanging out with my wife, watching the kids in their academic and athletic activities, writing, hiking and riding my mountain bike.

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