Dark dampness drenches the new day, seizes a page
on the calendar of life-months turn to years, sage.
Hail-darkness of seasons-signals somberly times.
What wintry sentry watches at the evening door?
Winding ice climbs, mesmerized by its rhyme,
transcendently expounds chaos-its reasons renown.
At what expense do we forswear her absence?
Quietly think. Hear nature’s songbird, bobolink.
In shimmery reflections I see transformations.
Triumphantly springs’ rebirth always abounds
Like emotions, expressions, to bloom then retreat.
Wintry sentry-frigid and dying-clutches my feet.