The world has frozen over.
I know just how it feels.
My worries hang like jagged spikes;
Inside the wagon’s wheels.
Each step I take;
On glass I stand;
Such motionlessness;
Was quite unplanned.
Can’t seem to defrost;
Can’t get regrowth started;
Frozen like the landscape;
Trapped in time where we parted.
And though I know;
My timid heart would be behooved;
I’m too afraid to forget your face;
The moment my world moved.
October 17, 2000
