Awakening

Honey coloured frosted fields

Where elongated fingers

Of pasty shadow trees reach out

From roots where night time lingers

Morning dawns resplendent 

Lifting mind from nocturne’s maw

With promise of a springtime 

To defrost earth’s frigid core

The seeping hope of warmer days

Permits a spirit dream

Of strolling, skin to sun exposed

And eye washed by the gleam

 

Though winter’s hours may chafe and drag

Inciting hibernation

A crystal day unlocks our souls

Released to new elation

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