As the Winter Season unfolds
behold
A serenade of violins is played
Solo violin
on the floor crisp no more
Nature said when you bleed the leaves,
life is still left in the breeze
Air
Nature you care
Can you hear the Strings
You will rise in light,
because nature has encased you,
it feels right
Now violins play
while we swing in light,
night and day

© 2023 Carol Natasha Diviney