I – Tempest
Cry of despair on frozen wind
Head raised to the sky
Grey of November dies, consumed
River of tears frozen, run dry
Tempest of winter’s coming in naked December
Scattered birch, slaughtered earth
Sing your sorrow-song of slumber
I remember
Snow-forsaken, I weep for Spring’s return
Hidden light – imprisoned sight
Misdeeds of the past, poisoning me
For countless days, I do yearn
Dreams are cloaked in early night
Crystal veil of lament
Winter air’s frigid kiss
Forewarning breath
Swat not, never yield
Stand fast in its wake
Sway not, rise again
Lest this frozen heart break
II – Snow-Forsaken
Silence – imperceivable symphony, ornate cascade
Home and heart lain entwined (Cursed shadow-life)
Wisp of weighted sigh vanish into nil
Sufferer’s serenade – aether trill
Tempest returns – carried weight
Blanket of night, powdered cemetery
Countless are the days I have dwindled
In the safe and warm of my inner hearth
The land, the fire of the heart
As it shifts, so we shift with it
Few dare tread here, yet I dare
Bid thee ware, I dare
Light – what light! Glorious phosphenes
Light – oh what light! Victorious sunbeams
I drowned such sorrows on sweet nectar
Clouded dismay in smoke
Blackest cloud of alabaster
Sun reflected on hallowed snow
Purest beauty insulating the heart
Invigoration – the cold issues a challenge
Pale Fire, the zenith visage
Atop the golden peak
Opaque mirror aglow
In the apex of solar death
See the green horizon
As sun is lain low
III – Cold Streams
A strange break in the clouds
Not quite the sun
Cold streams flow, bird-songs abound
The spirit thaws with the land
Betwixt wake and sleep
Drudgery in remission
Sun and moon on equal footing
Cyclical vision remains