Stopping At The Woods On A Snowy Evening (Cavatina) - Poem by Gert Strydom
(after Robert Frost)
In passing the nearby snow filled great woods
and icy lake,
the sheer loveliness caught the rider’s eye;
a halting break
that lingers too long could bring freezing death,
a spell in each flake
brought tiredness, but the horse moved on,
breaking that old spell, its magic was gone.
[Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening.]
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