WINTER FIELDS
In the waiting
Silence of winter
Fallow lands
Lie under darkness
Dreaming yet
Dreaming
Of the cutting thrust
Of the plough
Slicing furrows
Of painful hope
Planting tremulous seeds
Of fragile tenderness
Into its dormant heart.
MC
In the waiting
Silence of winter
Fallow lands
Lie under darkness
Dreaming yet
Dreaming
Of the cutting thrust
Of the plough
Slicing furrows
Of painful hope
Planting tremulous seeds
Of fragile tenderness
Into its dormant heart.
MC
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