Winter cries upon the earth with miniature feathers fallen from the wings of ice-angels
A single daisy dressed in April promises, blooms with the laughter of Spring against the frigid winds.
Although the master of new breath, possesses a key to unlock the season of birth,
-He has chosen to leave the earth tranquil, a bit longer
Yet still, 'she' awakes to bloom
-Outstretched to worship the kiss of the sun
Her divinity does not exist due to her defiance; rather she has awoken and blossomed, simply because ~she can.
.. and the snow continues to fall.
