Winter Frost

Winter Frost

Preface:          To a neighbor I do not know. It's August 2019. As I sit on my deck, I notice over the last few days people coming and going. I believe a person is dying in the building next to where I live. I Could not help but notice a van with information about a "French Speaking Baptist Church." I know some of my neighbors are Haitian, so it seems to be the case with the person who is dying. I wrote the poem because I was so moved by their grief; feeling my own grief during a time of when I lost people I loved. I was also moved thinking how loved this person is and wanted to offer friends and family some comfort. The Poem is to give meaning to life and death and the rebirth of our spirit.

         I see your leaves on the tree before the Winter Frost.
         So young and vibrant. Green as emeralds in the sky.
         Spring anew. Life with such Exuberance!
         You cannot resist the excitement of your youth
         Before the Winter Frost.
         Summer days make you linger as the sunlight shines upon
         Your leaves before the Winter Frost.
         Oh! The glory of your youth before the Winter Frost.
         Preparing yourself for a long winter nap as your leaves
         Turn brown loosing their lust before the Winter Frost,
         Tumbling to the ground melting in earth's soil
         preparing for The Winter Frost so that you, a Heavenly Devine, will be reborn
         After the Winter Frost.
         Let us rejoice the Winter Frost.