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Seeing You

What do you do when fetters fall, and life is lived again, then, only to be bound again? How do you cope when winter sets its icy grip like finger bones, then, as sudden as the Winter's storm Spring emerges, fleeting as the soft hush at dusk or break of dawn? then, back again the lifeless leaves fall, Winter returns. Do you hope for Spring eternal? Do you dream of Summer's breezes? Or, wounded with frozen heart do you recoil as a sea creature snapping into lonely shell, slowly shrinking into the dark? Dream. Come fettered wrists make freedom sweeter though scars remain, Come winter's ice, make Spring brighter, the hush like a shout! Then perhaps my love is finally pure. Then perhaps, with vision clear, I see Winter's beauty. Then perhaps, with humbled heart I begin to see... You.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Date: 5/2/2018 5:31:00 PM
Hello Brian, born in winter,even so not my favourite season. I like summer the bestand wish it was the longest season. Winter seems to stay longer every year. So Spring has just begun. Have a nice evening my friend.
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Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 5/5/2018 1:15:00 PM
Are you British?
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Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 5/4/2018 1:46:00 PM
Hello High Wave Brian, my husband was french,I have a Polish and Ukirainuan background. I only speak English. I am a widow.
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HighWave Brian
Date: 5/2/2018 6:08:00 PM
Hi Darlene. Thank you for reading and your comment. Do you have French roots?