Course of Winter
The bright flame flickers raging red
While bitter cold is frosting glass.
In stirring silence of the dead
The falcons sleep in straw bound casts.
Morning dew freeze into glass orbs,
And tuffs of cloud blanket the sky.
Great arms of oak boast silk white robes
While golden rays of sun deny.
Deny the comfort of its arms
So ice-capped hilltops glimmer still.
Winter cannot resist its charms
So wild western winds be tranquil.
With no coral the horses race
Through wooded valleys of the hawk.
Thus beating ground without a trace
Join deer and fowl atop the rock.
One giant leap is all it takes
To cover distance far and wide.
Civil culture freedom forsakes
But still dolphins unite the tide.
While flying air and water too
The forest bends to guard its caves
Defending never found so true
A love that earth itself still craves.
The grasses sway to redirect
The voices of the lands still heard
And echo thrice by intellect
A wisdom carried by the bird.
Grand silver wings the rivers grasp
For just one sweet and selfish kiss.
And so it leaves, fare in its clasp,
The waters flow in tasteful bliss.
As evening comes the eagles wake
To soar the midnight hour with ease.
We walk the night and peace we take
But never know us grace like these.
Copyright © Elaine Ho | Year Posted 2007
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