photo & words :: Nicolas Teichrob
Nothing exists beyond
the cacophony of wind and snow
the sky and earth
a monochromatic envelope
Timelessness flows around dollops of orange, faint
in the duning chaos we live comfortably.
In this space-time pause lucidity ebbs and floods
Stories on the wind dive
into our napping dreams.
Snow creeps further up and we stumble
into the blistery abyss
The mountain’s rhythm.
Comfort in this vulnerable space without time,
you have all the time.
Blizzards end so,
The rabbit holes are patient.
When it goes blue,
you’ll be ready.
From the pages of Below Zero˚, our ode to winter. Pick up your copy at our online store. —ML