Winter is a state of the mind
A blizzard of unspoken thoughts
Born in the frigid seas of loneliness
Conceived in a lightning stroke of agony
Pursued through trial by other icy blasts
Courted with the purity of the snowflake
Framed in a cold steel blue reality.
It cleanses the mind, body and soul.
Only a winter provides time and space
To sound the depth of life’s icy cap.
With a winter in which to conceive,
How could man have acquired a soul?
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