Winter brings such long, dark nights
that long for sun of summer burning bright
yet there within the darkness of the sky
the light within so many stars belies

the vastness of the universal tide
that turns the seasons round the world wide
and somehow knowing that the cycles move
warms the chill of winter to improve

the feel evoked by atmosphere induced
by movements so immense that they reduce
the grandiose impressions of the mind
until within the smallest seed we find

the ember that will turn into the fire
that heats the coldest nights with sweet desire
It all comes down to love, you see
the fiction and the fantasy

but most of all - reality

for what is the meaning that lies behind
the movements of the body and the mind
if not the love that sets us free
to fly within infinity

? Michaelette ?

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