Winter’s call

With the Winter’s chill raging like a river untamed I shake off the lethargy of Summer’s bane What awakens inside ascends as frost bitten breath Manifesting as life to some and to others as death The wintry mood is feared for its extremes of deprivation and despair Yet its forceful hyperborean dwellers are beautiful beyondContinue reading “Winter’s call”

Vespers

Cold wind flows past the dying trees in streams Taking the last leaves swiftly followed by moonbeams It is on darkening cobblestone paths that we tread Out of the approaching night’s bosom and dread To the tolling of bells do we steadfastly approach The serpent of old slithers along offering reproach Never mind his venomousContinue reading “Vespers”