Stephanie Arwen Lynch

...I float...

Beneath frozen trees.
Delicate dancers,
Leaves caught unaware.
Sun drips against them
Fragile in the wind.
Spirits of fall
Trapped by winter
Come just too soon.

...I float...

Beneath frozen days
Time ameliorates.
Each branch heavy,
Golden sheen shines.
Fragile in the winds,
Fallen spirit mine.
Trapped by winter...

I hold my breath.