Rolling winds

Gather around the fire,

winters first chills kicked in.

The breath has grown thick,

provoking souls that can not rest. 

 

The stars above are long gone,

at this time we mustn't let the heart weigh heavy.  

So remember that we are all halves of a whole,

so my fellow gazers enjoy some rest. 

 

The darkness is not always an evil thing,

sometimes it's silence that breaths solace.

May you not deter from your path,

May you see all that is set out before you

and then all the rest. 

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Just the whole idea,  I adore it 


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Winter's First Chill

Nature and friends star gazing, in winter by fire - lovely write. I inhaled the multiple meanings of "rest". ~Lady A~