About the Poem
For all our feelings that are left behind, we can't seem to imagine how to get away.
Winter Among the Spirits
|by Chris Yandle
Whispering beneath the frozen branches of a depressed and subtle wonder,
lies a simple explanation for all our questions,
for all our problems.
Spirits of old, spirits of new,
masquerade around in heavenly forms without a sound,
without a mention of an earthly movement.
Discover what can be captured
by one quick glance proven to be remarkable,
proven to be a creation of the Father.
A sudden warmth overcomes you;
a disruptive consequence for beholding its glory,
beholding the glory of a beautiful collage of nature and wintry occasions.
Hidden between your imagination afar,
an impressing affliction that causes something more than pain,
something that you can't describe.
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