Winter Chapter

When I speak of the winter chapter in my life

I do not speak of the three-month season

I encounter each year

 

I speak of the death of self

I speak of the time nothing is blooming within

I speak of the time I appear lifeless on the outside

I speak of the time I got quiet

And withdrew deeply within

 

The winter chapter can be harsh and unforgiving

But I now understand that it has a purpose

And that spring always follows winter

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