Winter Zen

Poem about Winter, Winter Zen

Winter’s eve drawing nigh
Dark clouds hover, January sky
Fading firelight, flickers gloom
Dancing barefoot ‘cross the room

Huddled shadows hushing night
In your arms hold me tight
Sharp-edged snowflakes fall so still
White frost clings, nearby window sill

Longing for what’s not there
No comfort found, my rocking chair
Sitting still, motionless
Holding on, memories caress

Brutal cold winter night
Full moon shining, oh so bright
Sitting still by the fire
Surrender there, all desire