All winds of nite
Do tell
Us the true
Way to howl
From in our hearts
The stars become
Endurring emblems
Before fresh morning
Frost harbors
Like mute
Crowds
And then
Like last minute
Stragglers
They fade
And leave
The ground unthawed.
Jul 21, 2014
Jul 21, 2014 at 6:44 PM UTC
All winds of nite
Do tell
Us the true
Way to howl
From in our hearts
The stars become
Endurring emblems
Before fresh morning
Frost harbors
Like mute
Crowds
And then
Like last minute
Stragglers
They fade
And leave
The ground unthawed.
