Winter (2008)

When winter arrives,
And rimes the window sills, snowing on the nestled hills,
Chilly mornings start nipping at your toes,
And wandering roe deers spring to your doorstep
On colorful postcards from many seaports,
Unknown to your quiescent soul:
A delicate stay-at-home.

When winter arrives,
Skies turn darker early in the day;
Scent of cloves in stewed prunes and honey cakes
Captivates the tiny ceremonials of everyday.
And quiet winter evenings,
Like logs burning in the fireplace,
Scintillate before your sleepy eyelids.

When winter arrives,
Stars start to tremble in the paleness of the falling snow;
A piercing glow, coming from the window panes,
Reverberates into the billow of the night's darkness.
And through the blizzards and icy snow drifts,
Lost passengers can find their way
In this harbor of brightness:

For the city is always awake
And spirited enough to take in the stray souls
That anchor their ships in the arms of its wharves,
And seek to dispel solitude and ease the coldness
Of the lasting winter nights.