Hibernation

The first snow has fallen. Are you ready, or will you sleep?

                                                                        Hibernation


On southwest exposures the icicles weep

Crystal walls to form this winter keep

of snowy caverns for those who sleep


For days that Sol should grace the skies

Cast dancing prisms before their eyes

The light captured in these pillars gleam

and pass unnoticed by those who dream


Within their burrows the hearths still burn

Neither day nor night do they discern

as they await the fertile earth's return


Aching for the comfort of her womb

with fruits of her harvest they entomb

Evade the touch of that frigid breath

and there remain, even unto death


For nights within night the shadow will fall

When earth and sky, in darkness all

Hear the restless breath of snowy squall


Behind glacial windows the flames shine bright

like flickering eyes in the night

The crystal walls of this winter keep

hold their watch in darkness deep

for all of those who choose to sleep




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