Winter

Softness of first snow
sleeping with a toy bunny
many years ago

children laughing
among trees standing
in frozen ponds

above the garden
small piece of black sky
and the Orion

small lights blinking:
candles
of the cementery

red rays
through the web
of dry branches

everything white
but the magpie's wing
winter forest

winter sun
an icicle
dripping

all day - all night
in the morning
still snowing

blue sky
gentle sunbeams warming
my wintercoat

(Márk Balás)