?

Log in

No account? Create an account

Previous Entry | Next Entry

Winter Solstice

Because I was weary on the road
that led beyond the frozen river
and the red painted reeds,
I sat and waited for the horizon's howls,
Let the fog seep through my bones
Let the ice crack in my boots.
And if you ask what made me laugh,
shake off the frost,
knock the snow from my hat
and walk, I have no answer.
Except that even the road knows
the sun is waiting at the end of it.

Profile

default
smokingboot
smokingboot

Latest Month

April 2017
S M T W T F S
      1
2345678
9101112131415
16171819202122
23242526272829
30      

Tags

Powered by LiveJournal.com