As Winter's Icy Breath This Heart Reminds

As Winter's Icy Breath This Heart Reminds Icy frost grows thick on dead toads, winter's breath drapes snow laced airs great the sorrows upon this road as looms darkness of such despairs Yet life demands this walk alone in silence born of pregnant pause too much of life has swiftly flown for soul to find another cause. Alas! Will such pains ever end Can dreams return my truest friend? Shall we learn to eat dying words as penance for world's bellowing ills, flee dark skies as storm chased birds eat decay of innocent kills? Yet hope begs tomorrow's tales as beauty of a rose's bright red thrilled with its sweet pungent smells forgetting of life's many dreads. Alas! Will such pains ever end Can dreams return my truest friend? Winter's breath, reminds heart's great loss aches gasping within dark repose, as trees blow shaking frozen moss sad sorrows gift their heavy blows Pity the spirit this loss feels as whipping winds deny sweet hope of love's return, promised thrills now so far beyond earthly scope. Alas! Will such pains ever end Can dreams return my truest friend? Robert J. Lindley, December 3rd, 1974 Old Note- deleted... New note: While perusing through some of my old poetry journals I found this old poem. It struck me with its depths of despair from a great loss and how bleak my life and future look when in such a sad state. I remember walking in the woods that morn and thinking how starkly bleak the winter landscape looked-- much to match the icy cold stabs of epic pains in my weeping soul that I did at that moment so very deeply feel... Presented now to show even when at greatest of lost hope, in the deepest of despair, hope exists and oft delivers a far brighter future than one imagines. And life goes on... I hope this old poem and this note may help any that are going through very trying times now. God bless..