【The Winter of 2019】
by Jade
Endless snow, stretching to the horizon
as if when he was not on my mind.
thoughts frozen into ice flowers
falling upon the silence of a winter river
Snow has covered the spring surges
and the summer flames
even the falling sighs of autumn
has stopped in pale
Are they on the verge of dying?
just no longer expecting anything.
winter is the nature’s way to ease pain
ice and snow numb the wounds of desires
The familiar sun still shines softly
watching from afar, for fear of being too close
to melt the million hectares of pure beauty
but, who would forget its heat and “Crazy”
in spring and summer times?
who would now say that it is timid and cold?
The church bell rings for the New Year
already calling for the spring of 2 0 2 0
this new year name sounds unusual to me
only that, I am not sure
if the rose elaborately cared for many years
would survive this winter