Tonight the snow falls again like the cold within my heart
All hopes of spring gently washed away under Winter's Fall
The cold, soothing, seething
The Healing reigns of spring, now stains my heart,
My tears river, in time reborn.
This whirling landscape screaming out my broken serenade to the ghost that I once knew,
Before me, Before you . . .
My heart within winter's clutches even as my hand grasps towards it's rebirth into spring,
The searing winds and the numbing cold,
Pain and comfort both.