Sunday, January 29, 2017

THE DYING OF WINTER

It's winters turn for a deep rest, 
a living death.,

A time of withdrawal and without, 
a slow empty season.

A metabolic mystery 
where layers are more 
and bellies are restored. 

In the background, 
accruing, 
waiting,

is the heart-bursting explosion of spring;

but for now, 
it's just the dying, of winter.