Ursa Minor

All is wrapped up by night in complete darkness ...
The sound of the forest rustling in the breeze ...
The flame of fire is hot and kind, harmless
is licking carefully dry branches of the trees.

And everything around is freezing in the motion.
Thick air is covering the feelings and the thoughts.
Up in the sky, Kochab is showing his devotion
to Pole Star ... She’s not that far away in Ursa Minor's spots ...


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