Friday, July 30, 2010


"In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer."
Albert Camus

White falling from the sky
Through clouds that appear
As a white cut slit
In the growing cold
The land begins to freeze
Light gets absorbed
And heat fails to emit
We try to make our way
But however we exhort our flesh
Our vision is clouded by haze
Born of the snow and ice mix
And it burns our lungs to take a breath
The ice is covering our eyes and face
Our bodies slow in response
And soon however much we desire
We move at such a pace
As to be frozen in ice
And the day turns into night
And fire cannot keep us warm enough
To survive

"The pine stays green in winter... wisdom in hardship."
Norman Douglas