Sunday, February 8, 2009

Winter Pastoral

The snow blankets the ground
Deceiving my eyes to what’s beneath
And the true landscape remains hidden.

The wind bites at my skin.
Its touch penetrates through layers of clothes
And my ears ring from its scream.

The nights come faster, and stay longer.
Darkness falls over the land
And settles in our hearts.

The winter is cold and lonely,
Fearful and dishonest.

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