Winter is coming…
Flakes everywhere, prancing gently and quietly
are busy in freefall and joking on their journey
A white dress that fulfills everything now
the smallest branch is lovingly covered.
We stand at the window,
Amazement in the white glow.
What’s still green yesterday,
Glitters white today in the room.
We do not rave about frost and cold,
But now something like lust for winter draws
And pure happiness
In the soul winter frust.
(© Monika Minder)
