In a curl, I have met the calm of my winter,
Underneath raw, midnight skies
And through moonlight and trees,
Opalescent reflections and linear auras.
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Even the seasons mature as we grow in age! The winter you enjoyed as a child is different from the winter you watch now! Enjoyed the onset of winter in your beautiful words! Thanks for your comment on my poem POET!
There is something mysterious about this poem which I like very much.