feel the cold slow cold creeping
creeping over frost land a shroud chilling
mist ground sudden timeless freezing
beneath touch your fingertips stroking
stroking land into ice stozen sterility binding
ice ties shall dig claws into fields ice lacing
barren frozen mute land freezing
upon spring births life back into ice melting
land regenerating into life fast pacing
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem