Winter Dream

Like wolf winter howls with fury With the wind and snow at front door Ice grips not only river and lakes But hearts and souls Icicles hang from every roof Snowstorm grows dense But somehow in this uncertain time When dark hand could easily rise And upon the world cast its shadow Something else shines like a beacon of hope This is time of birth of a God And time when bounds of family love grow strong Time when children wish upon a star Star with ocean of fire that warms the spirit Love that melts the ice And frees hearts and souls Time when presents are given And St. Nicolas has many faces Today we remember him with a hat like elf But long time ago He wore a hood This for snowstorm more practical would be And not only did he have presents in a bag And long pole with which to walk In many folds of his robe Hidden was a wand of lapis lazuli This was allowed him to number the abstract And gift of this magic he could bestow