As sudden as the change of seasons does grow my heart
Rising beyond past now even my minds eye
The tears fall not now of pain but from joy
My hands wait longing again for her touch
The sum of which they never have before
My desire of my spirit rests not with my heart
But in a place deep inside not yet knowing
I watch now as snow falls to softly quite all things
I subside into all the what’s and want’s
I am now free
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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