Waiting in the Winter

There’s enough silence seeping tonight,
With the winter sky peeping through
The small little window of our reasons.
Stars craving to assure every moment
That we loved and will now love forever;
The way the water from a fall is eager
To quench the dried stones beneath.
Often among the midwinter nights
I wake up to greet those stars again,
And find each leaf of the tall dark trees.
Time doesn’t return anything ever?
I see the time waiting for us to meet.
I see the sun kissing our hands again.

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