Unknown Ways Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Love of winter night
The seeds of growing on
The moments of its flight
'till their seeds are gone
The love that comes to fly
In mysteries of song
And opens up the sky
That life and heart do long

Everything is going
Deep into the unknown
With its life of glowing
That never is fully shown
Dreams of days and night
That we had in living
Lost their moments flight
In their times of giving

Love of unknown ways
That have come to be
Like these darkish days
That we here now see
All is within its time
Roots of strange outline
Once in past of prime
Hard for life to define