He embraced a glowing ember,
did he think, it was a rose?
He hoped she was one, later many times,
she too wished a change, but couldn't
she wasn't a dying ember either
she was intense, spreading slow fire.
Life springs surprises, at every turn, like this one
at your expense, learn to live with it,
find out what works for you , what doesn't
This is a part of the game
it's real to the very end.
On cold evenings, frozen nights
she was so alive, so near to his heart,
she did give warmth, they snuggled closer,
winter was when she was a great comfort
her eyes peered deep in to his soul, he felt,
what else one needs, such golden moments are heaven born.
The world we live appears strange sometimes
passing through many seasons of the heart,
winter is just one of that, at times one is not in control.
During summer her sultry presence was terrible
she shows no will to change, she was the season itself.
He embraced her with all his heart, how could even think
of letting go, but he should have,
that would have been better, for the two, perhaps.
"Don't turn bitter, see whatever bright
left in your world, don't let it go dark.." he heard his heart.
A speck, a bit of gold dust,
a smile she forgot to deny, and tender thought
about her that deeply moves his heart,
A blue flower --
he unconsciously adorns her raven black hair
Not all lost, though passage of time
makes the trees bare, their garden look barren without flowers,
But winter is the best of seasons for her, think of that,
her heart brims with love, he forgets summer once more.