Light is dim
In fact, it is naught
Spring went into summer
Yet summer stepped aside
As autumn took its place
Then
autumn died
And winter came to stay...
Beyond the waste remains
Of autumns decayed suit
Neither heat nor frost
Maketh
any difference
Silent solitude
Winter's reign
That which once was
And perhaps once more
To be ...sleeps
In the
land where dreams are reality
And reality is no more to be
If thou from 'ere canst see
Solitaire reality
Winter thy cryb and
thus
Thine crypt...
...And by spring's soft embrace you will awake
From winter's peaceful sleep...
