Ice crystals
falling, rising, twisting on the air
a spiraling mass, on the wind
falling covering the earth.
The warmth of the sun
melting the crystals
droplets. runing, tumbling down
into the earth.
Warm moist, the seed unfolds
pushes its way upward
breaking through into the light
to live a season long.
A good title Roy, it is a very pleasing poem too, just a few spellings, do you have a spell checker? I am crap at spelling too, and use mine all the time. Here they are anyway. Crystals, typo on 'unfolds' and running in the second stanza. Lovely poem and I hope you don't take offence at my observations. 9 from looking forward to warmer times and new beginnings, Tai
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I keep coming back to this. Love it, Roy! A 10, for sure!