Winter is a river

streaming over the land

driven by the breeze

of relentless desire

for summer

yet, the earth is a shiver

cold to even the thought of love

winter is a white sea

stretching out before me

trembling in the throes of January

a frozen promise

waiting to be kept

a lonely soul

waiting to be embraced by the warmth of the sun

yes, the world is underwater

trapped under the ice of its fearful imagination

but so many are waiting

praying

for a chance to begin again