My love, my hearth, my homeMy hope that keeps me warm.The thawing ground trembles beneath the snowBut we all look desirably upon your flame that glows.The promise that Winter will …
Winter, a poem
Deafening white particles lay upon the ground like a blanket. Consistent silencing atmosphere huddles and weighs upon the Earth. Harnessing it’s collective, cool energy, creates a mass of pieces each completing the others.
The breath of snow awakens…