Icy tendrils of bone
chilling discomfort,
sneakily invade;
warmth so easily evades.
Bridal veil of featherlight purity
adorning damp yet delight,
snow gathers…..enchantment
there be; frolicking children
and shouts of glee.
Welcoming coziness
of flames so merrily
dispense icy tendrils
so rapidly disperse.
So too WINTER of
heart, soul and mind
so univitingly permeate,
at season none can
anticipate. Be it
hours, days and nights
on end, a season
of awakening
a season to mend.
For within there be
a constellation of
what ifs, maybe,
whys and wherefores
needed respite
from troubles aplenty.
Soul searching sojourn
of self discovery
self love
self as human being.
WINTER…..dreaded
discomfort need
to contend….
a final adieu
a season nearing end.
©️PSA 10/7/20.
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