WINTER

I love the winter.. Its my favourite time of the year.. And I look forward to it eagerly for something inside of me comes alive with the onset of winter.. How uncharacteristic of winter? Instead of freezing & immobilizing, it seems to stir something inside me.. It awakens what was heretofore hibernating.. To my annual muse, I dedicate this -

An eerie cool wind, brushes against my skin..

Whistling a haunting tale.

My eyes blink against the piercing breeze..

Or they harsh words that strike me?

Cold like my heart, moist like my eyes..

The sly cold wind teases.

Mocking, laughing, teasing..

Singing a jeering song.

While my heart achingly..

continues to seek.

Thrugh the wind, through the rain..

Through the song & through the tears.