The Marriage Of The Seasons

In contrast shares a warming winter cloak
that melts the frost where children slip and slide
and stately branches bared in icy soak
their strength a monument as winter's bride.

Bestowed upon these limbs some warmth to keep
that lifeblood flowing throughout chilly days
this marriage of the bleak with regal sweep
yet just in passage to a coloured phase.

Yet somehow matrimony lives in sync
and secretly awaits a birth in spring
of children that will wave new bones of pink
as life in cycles will each season bring.

Austere yet bold in starkness winter moves
with barest boughs in love's unending grooves.