Winter:
A world of crystal,
A world of white,
And frozen winds
Under endless night.
Winds rise;
Gray skies blacken.
The world becomes
One Lonely footstep.
The depths of time's raging ocean,
The face of cosmic indifference,
The persistance of life's greatest agony;
All are manifest in these freezing days.
The failing sun;
Out of reach.
Strength must be found
To have a future.
The world contorts, breathing passionately-
Coldly - seconds become epochs.
Time seizes into darkness
Until the explosion of white hurries the warm of blood.
The cold winds
- Dancing -
As if the world
Has descended into a reverie of hate
For the life it nurtures.
This season, fierce in its passion,
Hiding behind the gentle fall of snow
And lifeless shades of gray,
Roars with fury unknown by the evil in the minds of men.