The Hiber of All Nations.
The Hiber- of all -Nations.
Like a huge
bottle of whiteout
winter pours
it's perfection,
over the blemishes
of men.
Hiding the flaws
that mar the earth,
under a vast
alabaster blanket.
Its splendid spread,
is speckled with ten
trillion diamond sparkles,
insulating the sleeping life,
beneath the earth.
Driving men
indoors to ponder,
the hopes of renewal
in the spring.
There they gaze into
the burning embers,
of yesteryear's woods,
slowly reduced to ash
as it takes the edge
off of winter's bite,
and offers a taste
of summers to come.
©-MFB III