Cold

Cold, Freezing, Bitter

In this cave is darkness untouched
In this world there is an evil as much

In this darkness there is no light
In this darkness I have no sight

As though time is not spent
We may see what is gone
And to see what we see
Is the way we see what is wrong

To see the sea as is comes
To be in the see is what we can hum

As though we are cold
To know what is told

Is Wintery, Bitter, and Bleak…
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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July 15, 2009 at 12:26 PM
I love winters, maybe living in Scotland has helped this, lovely write>>James
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