Winter Is Not Forever - Poem by Sunil Rajagopal
Weary clouds are nearly spent
Painting the vault in even blues,
Soaking days in honeyed hues;
Myriad birds from where they went,
Sing that Winter is not far.
Tang of old in the morn chill -
Devil's flowers shed on the streets,
Dying leaves spread in sheets,
Last night's fires burning still;
Smells like Winter is nearly here.
Swiftly swooped in the cover of night,
Silent winged like a great gray owl,
Shrouding the world in a dusky cowl;
Knight of Day too has lost his light,
Looks like Winter is here to stay.
Snapping jaws bite to the bone,
Road & morrow mired in gloom,
Feet & mind snug in woolly womb,
Hearing dogs howl & moan;
Feels like Winter will never leave.
Sombre shadow gently yields,
Spring bound wings heading home,
Gay are those that stay and roam,
Grain & straw in sunlit fields;
If Winter comes, then Winter must go.
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