A poem dedicated to hope

The gray-white dome of tyrannical winter descends
Pounds the windows and walls with bluster
Chases the sun and stars from the heavens
Bare branches bend to winter’s bitter will
While the tremulous blooming plum
Glitters golden hope midst the gloom

A swirl of lace-winged fairies
Lift the curtain unto reverie
Buoyant spirits cast off and set sail
Across the rippling mirror
Towards castles in the air
And fools’ paradise

Mesmerized by the winter plum’s ambrosia
Cheerfully drink from the fount of fancy
Intoxicated on lotus dreams
Escape winter’s sour breath
Flow once again with inspiration
Resurrected from frost-bound ground

Bridge the worlds of living and dead
Winter’s blade sweeps overhead
Icy dagger thrusts blunted by
Valiant saffron-robed beauty which softens the blows
With the promises of sweet days to come
The pulse quickens

The gnarled branches weathering countless winters
Once again beseech the heavens
The Way is illuminated
By the thousand balmy blooms
Glowing in the snow
Like divine gilded dream-lanterns
A beautiful way out
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Thank you. I’ve always loved the symbolic beauty of the winter blooming plum.
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It’s really beautiful…
Most welcome🙏🏻
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