Winter winds of unkind passion,
Rushing on rude in your fashion
Hurry, scurry, leaving your chill
Breath catching, harshly cold and still.
Like the winter winds of my life
Hurrying on riddled with strife
Leaving me, season gone, love cold,
Breathing thoughts rife with desire old.
Wailing wind make way new pursuit,
Failing time deceive mind astute
Press on, undo encroaching frost
Courage and warmth now seeming lost.
Another time to thaw the bind
That chains the heart to wit unkind
For to the year there are seasons
And to my life, left but reason.
Cringe not in fear of hidden things
Daring sport this harsh season brings,
Watch raging wind blow brash and bold,
My youth unflung, my dream untold.
Like those winter winds of my mind
Huddling close lest bleak time should find
Could we but loneliness endure,
Had seen a sheltered cove secure.
While winter winds, though hard they blow
Make empty sounds, with loving flow
Into the sea with hope unbent
To speak of yearning’s discontent.
Let season brake on wisdom known,
And whittle reeds on challenge grown,
Thus live ones time with purpose strong
And to the race of strength belong.
Claire V. Bogdanos 