A winter of words falls over me <br />Like night - All I can speak <br />Is snow to whirl and drift The winter quarters of my heart <br />Withdraw from challenges of warmth <br />In fear of January thaws When I look back I'll dare <br />To swing a balance into Spring - <br />And then a hotting blast of thought <br />Will open summer to a new campaign <br />Of charge afoot and surging pulse again<br /><br />George Beecher<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cavern-of-retreat/
