Frost

Outside my bedroom window
Is a landscape of dreary snow
Footprints from the depressions
Impress my gazing wonders

Relentlessly I fall into the wonderland
Deep within the depth of dim white fading snow hills rolling into the darkness
Beyond the naked eye

Alleviating all of my sorrows
I sympathize for the petrified trees and freezing creatures that hurdle for desperate warmth out in the abyss

The sounds of fainted cars speeding on the highway
So delinquently frail and misinterpreted by the ongoing lives of others
Going
Going

Silence drifts into the darkness of the mysterious night
As far as my sight can see,
The glorious thing that it is
This unbelievable sight of solitude and somber that many people die for

I elude to my vision
The greatest gift belonging to the earth
Of a beauty in such a resemblance to death and life
As ironically so a soul is gone
This night tragically suits it's apparel
Of such grim attitude

The scenery beholds the proper attire
For tonight's occasion
My life is for granted
And for each day I see
I am open to the world
To dream every night
And love my love

The nights bearing presence
I adore the sight
No matter the grievance it sheds
I find beauty from the moon lit snow
Glistening like microscopic lights beaming from my eyes
That capture a wintery image
Twinkling for many to see
No matter the life we live
We shall all appreciate our existence