#vivify

"(...) There are deep caverns and fissures that reach none know whither. There have been volcanoes, some of whose openings still send out waters of strange properties, and gases that kill or make to vivify. (...)"

winter’s song carries throughout the tall trees falling like snowflakes onto the ears of all collective heartbeats from one purlieu to another and across the oceans, a melody so sharp it is almost as if the bitter winds did compose a symphony of their own- a lullaby a depurate a rejuvenation of spirit like the boughs of the mighty oak tree naked and afraid yet beautiful