Winter's Vine

Sucking on the light, midmorning Frost clings to the window’s pane, twisted Praise, adorning the silence – winds Heavy as the slow rhythm, heartbeats Rising from the daily chores, stirring awake The little morsels of bitterness, ice Welded to the glass in misty stories Poetic tributes to the winter’s twilight Signing the moments with a signature Hopeful and knowing that snowflakes Pour out the presence of a star flooded night While the lavender skies, merged with sapphire Beats, echoing grief sown into the shadows Revealing what it means to listen to the peaks Chorus a slushy path through the darkness Mountains aching to breath, sighing Like her destiny is more than just dreams A winter’s melody, in bleached out drifts Alive and touched by the peace, echoing Across the snowy ridges, winter’s grieving