Winter Solitude Comments

A beautiful winter poem. Well penned.10

I borrowed deep into winter solitude, seeking warmth in depths but there its heavy sleep subdued me. Earth walls collapsed over my hibernation with the weight of snow, isolating me, no communication forthcoming.

Words are frozen things in winter. They lose their human warmth, become icicles blocking speech. Even our thoughts become sluggish, and we must endure the wait of winter before emotions asleep are released to their green swiftness. - - - - - - - - -A touching poem about human experience of winter, one can easily relate to.