Winter words they crystallize
Clear meanings, that materialise
In breath, from souls of yaw
Where translucent images they draw
And the beating breast does slow
Amid such spectacle, charged to know
Winter words they conserve
Resurrecting all ought deserve
While the webs of ice so adorn
Those ne’er forgotten nor forlorn
Proclaiming devotion to vitality passed
Though frozen now, with eternity cast
©19th December 2009 Hey Hey
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