Will the Winter Come Too Soon? ...A Poem
Will the winter come too soon?
Will spring and summer quickly fade?
Will life such swift farewell endure?
Will the winter come too soon?
Will layered snow in cold encase
Our lives and hopes like golden stalks
That may not grow again? There may never
Be another spring, another summer full to live.
What nature does in the life we know
May not be what happens to our soul.
We make allusion to natural things
And think our symbols tell of time to come
When winter death does freeze our form
Like tangled grass beneath the snow
Where burrowed mice make their abode,
Holding out in brown and white
Until the green and golden spring;
Rejoice in harshly pale, hard crust
That magnifies the frozen light,
But blinds the gliding owl at dusk
On silent, waving wings of night.
But unlike broken stalk and grass,
It may not ever come to pass
That we grow lithe and tall again.
There may not be another spring.
Why does the winter come too soon?
Copyright by Don Gray
Don Gray Art • Poems