Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Lush Redemption

Island winters take no prisoners,
The wind alone can sere your soul,
Endless rain can drown men's spirits,
The snow and ice exact a toll.

We winter deep in darkness,
Counting the days to witness dawn;
Then spring...a forgiving heaven
Rolls out Violets for a lawn.

We survey damage in the daylight,
Along the cliffs above the bay;
As the scents of the tiny blossoms,
Blow winter's memories away.

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