Look up and see the sun,
brilliant and refracted
as only winter can
shatter
d~a~y~t~i~m~e.
The chill surrounds you,
urging you to doze
like the trout,
suspended in three dimensions
to drift aimlessly
around that calm wash.
But you can’t.
You must stalk and capture
those
bubbles
you see
against the sky,
each their own
SUN,
providing light and life
in the cold below the cold.
That’s where life exists
as it does above,
just slower and without escape
unless someone breaks
the white glaring firmament
to reach
for
your
hand,
if they know what goes on
there
beneath the surface.

– Joseph Hesch