The snowy winter outside
In its full indistinct glow
Through the lines to glide
On to the moments go
Every dream and yearning
Drifting so much apart
On to the footsteps burning
Into the casting rampart
Gloomy weather of gray
Following the row in dark
Intermediate twilight's play
Once in a while to spark
Rustic colors are glowing
From the luminous sun
Each every motion slowing
Nocturnal dreams now run
Tree to tree in the forest
Resting in winter's rime
Tincturing sky shade florist
Now is the winter full time
Faraway hillside's falling
On to the routing's going
Nothing but settling snow
On to the darkness growing
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
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