A WINTER DREAM

A hope arrives, translucent,

But Its a dark road ahead.

A lonely Way, along the morbid weep

the Last Summer, long dead.

The fall triggers emotionally,

the seasons change anew.

The woods swallow the spirits up,

of the mocking birds who flew.

When it gets to winter,

when the snow will all but set,

I'll erase my world forever,

A sacrifice, a bait.

As sparks of me dissolve,

Into an all knowing Future Realm,

Not an empty prommise,but ,

It's My Winter Dream.