Spring

winter's journey

Spring

Silvery flakes from angered skies
Shelter shades of Autumn’s cloak.
Naked trees pray upturned branches
Cruelly ignored by wintry gales.

Here I sleep, like crystalline flakes.
Shivering soul and heart asleep.
Dormant, less awakening finds
Crimson pain as Rejection’s tool.

As icy dreams, gathering sweeps
In following – mind’s eye is numb.
Till Virgin Spring journeys again
Warming the earth and urging growth.