Frozen Rose

Snow drifts on soft winds

to coat the ground in white.

The Earth slumbers under winter skies

wrapped in frozen sheets of ice.

Trees stand stoic against a dusk

Lining ponds, stilled by cold’s grip.

It seems Winter’s affect,

Death,

To unknowing eyes.

The land and its subjects

lay in wait for Sun’s glory

The banishment of Moon

to its star lined realm.

Day tides may rise in time

But Beauty is known in a Frozen Rose.

 

 

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