An expanse of white
Blinding the eyes
A virgin land
Of unsullied ice
A cold blue sea
Lapping at colder cliffs
An icy wind
Wailing in melancholy
A freezing chill
Numbing body and soul
A warm white form
Curled up on the snow
A long magical sleep
Through torturous times
A suspended life
Subsisting on spares
A call through the sky
Of summer coming by
The hunter will awaken
To be king once again
2 comments:
wow...i cud actually see the bear curled up...and it rhymes of all things!!! i love it!! love sam
and did you see those paths in the snow... fur, fireballs and fice
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