Winter's Rage

Upon the hush of winter snow That glistens while the moon hangs low A wind stirs up a blanket white It quakes and rattles through the night On chariots, with mighty steeds It comes to scatter driven seeds Decaying leaves and branches shed With surge as storm moves overhead It shivers cold upon the hill To chill my heart much colder still A tempest howl or'e chimney tops The whipping sounds, forgiving not Each gust comes strong with howling fierce Through window sash, on knives that pierce Knashes teeth, with biting cold Shaking shingles, grabbing hold All hover near a fire's hearth While sleeting wrath, with fury's heart To wait till winter's breath is spent Tomorrow's rise, the final vent Angry screams and threatening shouts Peaceful dreams are tossed about With dawning skies, a breathing sigh Soft gentle breezes say goodbye At last the wind has played with us The game it won, with eager lust There's nothing but a murmer now Like spoiled child, it takes a bow When winter calms, the anger ends And brings along a peaceful bend A tranquil peace will soon abide ~~As winter's rage is satisfied