Chill of Winter

I hear the silence sweet
Its echoes will repeat
my spirit's call
as once again I rise and fall

within these feelings of
complete and utter love
and I wonder what love wants of me
as the pain of even destiny

fills me to the breaking point
Shall I bow down and anoint
the earth that gives
this pain the will to live…?

for summer's coming to an end
yet another death and then
the chill of winter will descend


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