winter song

i'm weary

and my roots are brittle and dry

another shaken leave

is driftin' toward the sky

and i wonder when

spring will come again

so i can open up

and breathe new life

but these seasons of change 

don't come easily

you have to stand strong against the blistery winds of life

and you and feel the pain,

but only in the present tense

and remember that you're still alive

snow paints my skin

and fills in my gnarly nots

white-washing all my aches and pain

and my rings of life, 

and these nests in my hands

bring promise of better days

but these seasons of change 

don't come easily

you have to stand strong against the blistery winds of life

and you and fill the pain,

by livin' in the present tense

and remember that you're still alive

i'm still alive

Winter Park With Snow Covered Trees

by artist Elena Elisseeva