Forgotten in the rapid wind
The blue jay lost his trill,
And a thousand flakes of winter
Instead our memories fill.
Not a single note of solitude
Has passed across our minds,
Yet alone in the flurrying blizzard
Lonliness we find.
The trees provide scarce company
The flowers been put to rest,
And the opressing chill of winter
Has silenced the travelers' request.
No steps of faith have left
Daring footprints in the snow,
And underneath the ice,
A river has yet to flow.
The window pane has cracked,
Frost gathers at the split.
Between inside and out,
The curtain has been ripped.
It seems the sun shall never rise
Again her weary head.
Defeated by the paralyzing chill,
Winter's reign will never end.