Clouds drifting over blue skies transform a vibrant day into gray.
Love, that once was spring, with new buds flowering, has wilted in the wind.
The sun’s rays once warm on my skin, leaves me with indifference.
Where do you find beauty when your soul no longer has a home?
It flitters in your heart; restless and alone – unsure of where to go.
Places once warm are now iced over; frigid and cold.
You seek to find the fire, yet only frost with its tenacious hold,
clings to you as you shiver, for winter has taken over.