Somehow, say, I am flakes, hath fall to die
Philosophise the descent, caught rye
And galvanise the street below the slept bed
Hakuba snow atop pillows, till morning
And I knew, all truth
I knew snow to fall transient
See, Iimori, Goryu, overcast a cosmic highway
Where I stole your arctic lips
And harvested a voiceless abyss,
No religion for the sudden; a luna ocean wave
Drown the hour, submerge the minute
A sea lion cave, commencing distance
And I knew, all truth
I knew mountains to grow
Alas, thou midnight, shun once like daylight
Far above the illuminated white and streetlights
Trickle from cinder to alight a bronze gate
Black hole sun rays, the minuscule epoch
And now I know, all absence
I know the stillness of jets
Belief in a snow ascent
Consumed by jagged clouds
And fulfil the odyssey beneath Orion
Make homely, this lonely hemisphere
Words Nahum Gale
Photography Mitch Ingham
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