Is Winter, is cold and is rain,
Through all our feelings. And nights
Are coming to paint all the same
With shadows, by sparks moon on lights.
Is question, is mind and is hope
Through all our thinking about.
Embracing the faith tight and cope
With life’s answers given to doubt.
While digging the silence and mind
I’m striving to see eyes of truth.
I’m watching through space and regard
All mornings, fountains of the youth.