There are some who adore the dazzling
sun, a time when beard-tongue and lily
have just opened.
Not me.
My love’s for winter when the trees are
clothed in pearly white, sigh when rosy
cheeked we huddle close together and
pull woolen hats over our ears.
The pewter sky, feral wind and singular
desire of knowing describe the weather
of the heart.
There is beauty in life and all its seasons
must we affiliate sorrow, conflict and
feeling?
I drank in loneliness and droplets of rain
grateful for time and clearer perspective;
for winter though austere, taught me joy
needs only finding.
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54 Responses
Well I figured you might take us to the heart of the matter Sanaa and I was not disappointed. A clever metaphoric exploration. I agree that austerity can help us with our gratitude..
Thank you so much, Paul 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Yes, “joy” waits for us. Allows us to dally. When you are ready it is there.
Thank you so much, Annell 🙂 so good to see you ❤️
Lovely! I especially enjoyed your first three stanzas — vivid, opposite, and each given its due.
Thank you so much, Marilyn 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
“joy needs only finding”. How lovely. I so like the pewter sky, the feral wind, the weather of the heart. A wonderful response to the prompt.
Thank you so much, Sherry 😀 so good to see you ❤️
“The pewter sky”. I love this image and the last line “taught me joy needs only finding”. So true,,
Thank you so much, Ellecee 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
I love the contrasts of weather and I crave winter just as much as summer…
Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Yes, with Sherry I loved the pewter sky and the feral wind. I think my love’s for winter too.
Thank you so much, Sarah 😀 so good to see you ❤️
This is stunning chilly imagery, Sanaa, and romantic in the huddling close together. I agree, I too enjoy pewter skies and feral winds.
Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Luv the fact that you can appreciate and be schooled in soul lessons in every Season
MUCH LOVE…
Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so good to see you ❤️
There is so much in this to love. And I do.
Thank you so much, Jane 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I love the title…the weather of the heart is always changing 🙂
Definitely 😀 thanks for stopping by, Timoteo ❤️
Winter can be wild and this is my favourite part- The pewter sky, feral wind and singular
desire of knowing describe the weather of the heart. The wind can be feral…at school when it is windy the kids can be feral…
Thank you so much, Alison 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I go for the winter 😀 Though, the winter is almost gone here but there are occasional showers with hailstorms. “joy needs only finding” – so true!
Thank you so much, Neeraj 😀 so good to see you ❤️
I like this reference to Winter ‘s heart weather. I’m more of a Spring. I like to see hope blossoming, opening wide with possibilities
Thank you so much, Walter 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Among the seasons, winter is my least favorite ha ~ Love the metaphor of the season weaving throughout ~
Thank you so much, Grace 🙂 so good to see you ❤️
This is your usual eloquent self. Yes, we can appreciate finding joy after a period of famine or poverty of spirit. Good one!
Thank you so much, Vivian 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
Very nice reading, Sanaa. And joy often is found in winter.
Some like the .summer sun, it makes things grow. Other stoic beings like their white chilling snow,
I’ll take spring where the brown turns green
And the green becomes greener. Snow has gone.
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Thank you so much, Jim 😀 so good to see you ❤️
A beautiful write Sanaa, I love the warmth found in Winter too 💜
Thank you so much, Xenia 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Beautiful poem, beautiful ideas and realisations; I completely appreciate what you say … and I still hate the cold! 😀
Thank you so much, Rosemary 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
the ending phrase of “I drank in loneliness” was perfect!
Thank you so much, Sabio 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
for winter though austere, taught me joy
needs only finding.
Perfect ending Sanaa! One misses out the fun if the eyes remain closed!
Hank
Definitely 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Hank ❤️
I loved that last stanza! Very beautiful poem.
Thank you so much, SilverGardenia 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
‘Joy only needs finding’ – a hopeful, happy way to live. Love this, Sanaa
Thank you so much, Sara 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Yes. I agree, winter is to be valued for the time and space it provides us.
Thank you so much, D. Avery 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
When we are alone, we can reflect.
Joy is to be found & may all succeed.
Definitely 😀 thanks for stopping by, Anita ❤️
LOVE the image and love the post! I do believe I love all the seasons….each has a different feeling and taste to it 🙂 Nicely done.
Aww gosh!❤️ Thank you so much, Lillian 😀 so glad you liked it!❤️
Ah, I can only sigh when reading this. Love it.
Thank you so much, Imelda 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️