In winter, bones of this land are laid bare,
exposed to drying wind and white blind of frost.
Cosmetic camouflage of kinder seasons are gone.
In winter, we see the strength of framework behind green.
So it becomes with us, when we reach our winter years
In winter, we see the strength of frameworks behind green is amazing and wisely imagery is drawn here.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The same economy of life in winter is in this poem. Stark and to the point, laid bare and revealed for what it is and what we hope we are.Wonderful poem.