The darkest day is over
the longest night has passed,
leaves have all been scattered
over lands so wide and vast
Frost has stolen warmth
from the veins of every plant,
soft soil now has hardened
as a heart in deep lament
Frozen in the tundra
where wicked winds do blow,
the only hope for cover
is a blanket of white snow
Though nature has succumb
within the grasp of death,
deep darkness will try still
to draw life’s final breath
As now each day draws longer
this darkness soon shall pass,
the sun taps on our shoulder
to remind us life will last
About Me
- footprint blues
- I'm a visionary and pioneer at heart, born in Canada, moved to Estonia in 1992 on an adventure involving both business and missions. Lately i've been on a bit of a sabbatical from it all, taking much time to reflect and write... I've always enjoyed creating new ventures, and have a passion for helping others find their niche and calling in life. It's been quite an adventure, overwhelming at times, wearing many hats over the years.. It's certainly been a learning experience, so perhaps i've gained a few seeds of wisdom to share. As you peruse through my posts, i hope some of the miscellaneous ramblings and thoughts from my journey might resonate with you... - R.L.
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