Christchurch, winter 2015, canon digital, ©Sylvie G
The embrace of the cold
lengthens my stride
shortens my eyelids
freezes my breath in the air
of the earth jolts
and the tremors of the sphere
the truant seasons
and the embrace of the cold
that lengthens my stride
This really captures the season
Merci Derrick 🙂
Cold can provide warmess at times. It all depends on how we look at it… great poem, dear Sylvie… have a beautiful weekend <3 🙂
Merci chere Aquileana, tout à fait vrai . Le froid provoque cependant parfois aussi un repli sur soi. Bon weekend 🙂