Winter Slumber
Winter comes like a dose of sleeping pill.
It drowses the minds to slumber,
like the day and night are the same,
in the thickness of cold mists.
The freezing cold makes some souls
feel better to be still,
but the daring ones see it
as thrilling opportunity for misty adventures.
Either boarding on snow or hiking,
skiing, skating or sledging,
winter is a challenging season for those who
seek to challenge their capacity to perspire.
But there is more on winter that some sometimes fail to realize;
It is also the season for love and giving graces,
especially to those in need
and those who seek comfort from the freezing storm.
Winter is also the season for new beginning,
where a new dawn comes in silver glow,
while the minds seek ways
to lay the mood for all the seasons.
*There is no winter season in our country, but in our place, it is freezing cold.*
Copyright © R. B. Cawis | Year Posted 2024
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