Apricity

For he once witnessed the winter sun on the day of apricity Psychrophilic creatures make their retreat to their subnivean brumation Emerging pools on the ice-covered pond foretell the primaveral Then, without warning, the gale strikes his face, shattering the sun’s affection Sheets of frozen fluidity cache away the verdant landscape May this apricity simply be a mirage of the imminent We may choose to see hope in the form of the warmth of others Only to realize that the problem was Deeper Than We Ever Knew.