Winter EcstasyA Poem by Riley JustineWhen the only sign of life is Christmas lights.
I care not for the colour of summer
or the dense heat it brings. Instead, it is the chill of an orange autumn morning, the early, rich darkness of winter, bitter wind that coaxes tears and lifts soft coos to the ears, that makes my soul tranquil. Not new buds on trees but the frost that clings so fervently to stark branches which thank falling snow for all its gentle kisses. The silent streets and short days, the misty sky and white nights, the angelic sparkle of snow nestled in hair, are what bring my spirit stillness.
© 2016 Riley JustineAuthor's Note
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