Over and Back
Dorian Blue #winter #introspection
The trees show me their bare branches
Gnarled, raw
The cold bites through my resolve
A crow’s caw
Sounds in the pale blue above
Love like winter
Barren and biting
But it will never splinter
The frost in my chest
Will it melt and let me rest?
The world outside is so dark
The last thing I want is a sense of hostility
Instead, vitality
In the beginning threads of spring
Green will arise
Nascent in its glimmer
The crowning of a worthy affection
Caught in the resounding highs
And decadent lows
I scramble soundlessly
A squirrel on a branch
Making my way to a more inviting world
One where
The roses and forget-me-nots are in bloom
And all is fair
My happiness lifting from the gloom