Seasons In Love - Winter

Seasons in Love – Winter Canned and conserved memories are the only sustenance Left to feed on with a blank stare and a stern countenance Branches intertwined in life shall remain so in death Suppleness, vitality gone, life`s reduced to taking breath The oxygen now feeds the flames of merciful destruction Dry branches impatiently long for the final deconstruction But stubborn roots grow as deep as the tree is high Detachment, like growth, will happen gradually, by and by Living skeletons testify to loss and the inevitable end They stand sinister but graceful and a final message they send: Life and love are endowed with meaning by virtue of death Hold dear and treasure these gifts considering the final breath