The vigilant Knight of Winter stretched out his frost-lined hand
Gauging temperature changes over the desolate land
His trailing snowy mantle skirts the overhanging bower
Welcoming dawn's re-emergence this sun rising hour
Solitary Knight no wish to remain
Sentinel to nature, grave cast in all but name
Then emerging cautiously from a shrub's fern-like spears
The maidenly form of Spring appears
Dew caught sunbeams cascading down
her plait of corn stalked wheat turning brown
In a dress of peat with grass stained folds
And network tracery of germinating moulds
Purple star aubretias crown her hair
She glances to see her Knight's enraptured stare
Lachrymose Spring sinks softly sobbing
Lamenting her Winter Knight so true
Could our separation be forever
Alas, no time left to renew
The eternal link between us both
She sighs, "Maybe when autumn leaves comes forth?"
Winter chides," Don't forget, May the Summer Miss"
Surrendering the embracing Seasons kiss
Responsive blackbird on the branch above
With bobbing head and throat a throbbing
Sings an unbridled song of love
Winter reassures, but no longer calms
Her piteous pleas for continuance
A proposal to his Spring formed wife
"From my demise I give you life
There is work to be done on the earthly plane
Then we shall reunite to begin again"
"Why wait" Spring pleads, trying to turn it around
"No time", he murmurs, "look about you,
it is here on the ground, "your awakening".
Adoringly her encircles her so
Against the raw world of sleet and snow
In dreamlike slumbers they disappear
Only Spring reawakens to her seasonal year.
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