“Antisthenes says that in a certain faraway land,
The cold is so intense that words freeze as soon as they are uttered,
And after some time, they then thaw, and they become audible,
So that words spoken in winter go unheard until the next summer.”
Plutarch
Music: Magical Travels
In the depths of winter
My wife likes to hibernate
But I like to wander up north
Where the frosty ice caves await
Here is a most magical winter world
That is quite different than in summer
Here, even a most wondrous waterfall
In the frosty realm of winter, slumbers
Here, I can actually walk upon these waters
Here, I can hear each crunch of snow below
Here, I can shout across this vast frozen lake
And then await the sound of my frozen echo
And here, every once in awhile, if I’m fortunate
I can hear a lone wolf or a coyote, return my call
As I stand here on this frozen lake, by this icy cave
The truly wondrous beauty of this place, does enthrall
And then, as I wander into this magnificent ice cave
I imagine all the words now captured here in its walls
So, I soon make a vow to return when summer arrives
To determine if wise old Antisthenes was right, after all
In the depths of winter,
My wife likes to hibernate;
But I like to wander up north,
Where the frosty ice caves await.
©2009, Mr. Ed
68 degrees here at 11pm last evening and you should of seen the size of the black bear that ambled across my front lawn! (I was on the porch doing my yoga exercises - he was huge!) Thought you'd like that comment...
Be always safe,
Karen
Christine
Wonderful image - incredible penning!!
Always the Best,
Lance
Thanks Wolfman Ed, you sure give us lots of pleasure and even teach us a thing or two!;-) Kudo's! tl...
love and peace, Carole~
I prefer Spring and Fall - you can have the other two extremes!
Somehow the WORDS seem to FLOW better also! TK>
Enjoy the imagery in this, the icy cold snow under your feet. I'm with Karen thou, I like warm weather!!! I'm eagerly awaiting SPRING. Lol
Many blessings,
~Linda
Not even the wolf dared to go out and howl at the enormous moon just rolling along the horizon, even she didn't want to go up in that cold.
Georg
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
GREAT write, Ed; well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.