These wintry skeletons
surrounded by a surreal fog,
a shroud painted with a thousand shades of gray.
A beauty
without the cosmetics of color,
without the clothing of leaves,
without the halo of sunlight.
These wintry skeletons,
like an Egyptian burial, display a magnificent beauty
in their starkness, their very absence of color.
These wintry skeletons
stand in defiance, or more so,
in compliment to the overt beauty of--
Spring, Light, Color, Birth, Renewal
A beauty hidden, covert, dark, and secret.
Hidden beneath green leaves, full of color and energy,
and blooming flowers that catch men's eyes.
These wintry skeletons defy the seasons, never falling or dying.
Intrinsic to life, true to the essence of absence.
A magnificent sentinel of Truth in its brutality
standing in gray grandeur
when flowers blossom no more and the sun fades forever
Elegance within the gray shroud of Absence
Beauty within the Ugliness of Truth
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