The frozen tree

The frozen tree,

Was a silent spectator 

To a grief-stricken pier,

Standing alone 

On the threshold 

Of a winter,

That had splintered 

Existence! 

The deep waters,

Cold and unfeeling,

Reflected the chill,

The darkening shades,

Deepening the pain! 

The snow mirrored 

The sky,

White and pale,

Nothing to break the monotony! 

Curved landscape,

Boomeranging 

Into solitude! 

I breathe in the fresh air, 

Exhale the old,

For in emptiness there's something to behold.

I have emptied my cup,

That was once filled to the brim

With illusions that 

Hastened a definite kill! 

This pause 

Was needed 

To be grounded,

For Life has a way

Of making you disgruntled! 

A breath of fresh air,

Clears up the clogs,

Freeing up space 

For love, thus 

Releasing hate! 

The winter chill,

Had snowed in on me,

Awakening me to a spring,

That promises a freedom

To take wing 

And fly home,

Not just for the winter 

But for infinity!