Winter

Winter

winters stage in chill bitten days ,
brings tides in uncountable  flake,

when flurry falls on grounds hard froze,
outlines ,softened by blanket white,

sat in flakes of unfathomed amount,
such numbers sit heavily felt,

on every top still, branch bare or roof,
and even an entire hill top

a part act in a cycle
that yearly plays
nights of lengthy dark.
frost toothed bite,
and a low sitting light,
with trees showing all their bark.

horizons of bleak,
bring  baron struggles,
with grounds that sit so stark .

a seasonal of struggle
 that pushes life's mortals ,
to a liven edge, and some fall over full stop.
and life stops to them in winters  hue 
never again shall season be felt,
 hence forth stricken in deaths age 
the longed for summer complexion gold 
still eternal will phase undimmed
for mortal lives that laws in death,
natures course remain untrimmed