Northern Silence

When time suspends between the frozen ground and sky still full of life

Northern Silence

I carry northern silence in my veins,

secrets the pines whisper to the dawn

when time suspends

between the frozen ground

and sky still full of life,

aching to carry on.

It curls inside my chest like smoke,

the burning resin poisoning my lungs,

yet the frostbitten needles

still reach toward the sun,

resisting rest

where suns do not belong.

…

© Lana E. Taylor

15 January 2026

of Salt & Silence