The Melting Snow

The weather of time is merciless

I’m snowed under

Can’t live can’t move

Can’t go outside

The storm was an animal

A bull in the ring

And I survived

By the skin of my teeth

Now the worst is over

Spring is on the horizon

And as those first tentative rays

Of the heavenly sun

Send their loving warmth

To the scorched earth of my soul

The snow starts to melt

New life floods the plains

Shoots of green, flowers of blue

The colours of paradise

And the confines of this cage

Rust and tearaway

As freedom presents itself

Like a ripe fruit

And the hunger subsides

The burning and longing

Sing to the sweet sound

Of melting snow

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