Winter In Spring
A glow of amber light burst from beneath the thick dark clouds
At first I thought winter was coming to a close but it quietly fades away.
Even on the coldest morning I could walk up and down the street sipping hot tea from my long blue cup without wearing a winter jacket but this morning's cold was somewhat peculiar, it stings and swindled every joint in my body
and the more I sip the colder I become.
It wasn't the cold that concerned me but the grim energy that surrounds me
Customs, habits ,practices, lifestyles and sophistication
The moon looked like the sun and it feels as if winter has just began.
A winter that has lasted for more than a decade
A winter that has caused a total lock down
Not even man or beast could be found
thus forcing everyone underground.
But I have learnt from an early age how to conquer fear
so to be honest, I don't have any fear
I am the valiant tree looking bravely over the horizon
and no force can conquer me.
The stinging cold penetrated my porous knitted gloves and found it's way
into my hollow shoe worn out from my journey over this tethered ground.
The wound was so deep spilling agony up and down my blistered feet
Instantaneously the amber glow became brighter and moon appeared bigger
resting boldly on top of the dark clouds but something kept forcing it out.
My meditation was brief
My tea became cold
And the blistering frost fully infiltrate my tired frame
My entire body was numb but mercy saved my from this treacherous cold.
Full moon with rain
Full moon with snow
Full moon with heat
But never have I experienced a full moon with such precarious chill
It's Winter in Spring.
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