As light lengthens, harbinger of spring.
Perhaps the cold will be of long duration:
Patience, for you know what time will bring.
Yearning is the partner of sensation,
Heightening the glory of the thing.
Open, then, your heart to dark December;
Listen to the silent turn of time.
Infinity is scattered into embers;
Deep within the void the remnants shine,
As distant and as cold as you remember.
Yet here, near zero, starts the upward climb,
Sensing the sweet downward days of summer.
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