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Winter's End

The snows with their chilled touches 
Are melting, have melted, and now are gone
As if welcoming the return of all feathered creatures soaring wide and free
Coming home now from their long absence of many seasons
Heralding spring’s return beneath the blessing of this the evening star
	Because she breathes

The sky is bright full off glimmering stars
In the night, this night, in every night to fall
Whispering of Damson Brea tahllana sae’sallien; child of the twilight singing
With her shimmering eyes that part the gentle folds of night
To guide us back from the depths of the moonless sky and into day
	Because she sees

The grasses bloom for miles all around
But I am lost, I am beguiled, and I am cast adrift
Within the sensation of my curled toes beneath the licking earth
With her lush wonder born once more all over again
From the heart of the longest winter it comes running in silence and still
	Because she sighs

There are fires on the horizon shinning brightly tonight
Breathing across the skyline captivated by its cold embrace
I watch all of this from a cold rock over looking the sea
Blue and deep it is like her soul this ocean divide
Filled with her silent tears that have yet to fall, may fall, will fall
Of all her memories dancing quietly of past, of present and futures deep
I stand listening to the sound of spring’s return in the cold
	Because she cries

Here on the edge of nights and days past this way before
Washed with the spraying mist of dreams remembered
My breath shivers from me to escape in frost
Though high above the sun beats down to sear the earth and this rock
I am cold for I see in those eyes a knowing deep and sundered so like my own
I am cold for I cannot help but to see all that she is and needs to be
I am cold despite the end of the long winter I am chilled to my soul
	Because she cares
		Cares enough to try

Copyright © Neal Freeland | Year Posted 2005

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