Wintry gloom

Winter gloom

Clouds are casting their moving shadows over the freezing river

and in the midst of winter’s gloom a bit of hope colors up the sky


When will the river stop carrying boulders of ice

and its flow quiet down to a whisper

letting the traveler cross its waters again


When will the sky clear

and reveal a blueness so deep

it hurts the eyes


When will the mountains teem again with life

and the damp fields of grass

transform into flowery meadows


When will the worlds I have dreamed of

appear before my eyes

and let me explore them as the eager child I once was


The winter is coming to an end

but often the night is darkest just before dawn

and the breeze is coldest right before thaw

A few more weeks of gloom

and the landscape will transform

reborn in the cuddles of a warming sun


About Erik Vincenti Zakhia

Dear all, I will share with you many of my poems, short stories, drawings and paintings telling of my journey of self-discovery and my reflections about life, love, art, spirituality, sexuality, kundalini rise, and twin flames. They all fall within the realm of Hazen. May you have an inspiring visit!

One comment

  1. It sounds like you have hope. I’m happy for you. I will be leaving WordPress. I don’t think I have anybody here interested in following my progress, so I will be journeying alone. I don’t know what else to say except thank you. The twin soul thing is a nice idea. I hope it works out for you.

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