Without further adieu, here's the poem.
The Unknown but Agonizing Journey through the Snow
The Young Man stood at the beginning
With a goal in mind
Traveling to a destination
In wavering circumstances
Such is the law in this so call reality
He who must be prepared
First arms himself with shields of torridness
And the declaration to survive
And the declaration to survive
So on and on he goes
The first challenge surfaces to welcome his presence
In turn came its trembling roars
And the slits from its prickly edges
He falters in the appearance of this tribulation
Without one moment of doubtfulness
One foot in the front
And the other in the rear
Teeth sinking into lips
His stature prevailed
And on and on he goes
Next came the ice fairies
In their most distinct shapes
And the dreadfulness of its nature
And the dreadfulness of its nature
Slowly they descend from the heavens above
But rapidly they increased
Swaying to and fro
With the accompaniment of its roaring friend
Deepening the travelers’ treads
Unaware of the oncoming road
But still on and on he goes
Across the mountain
Over the placid lake
Awaiting him was the sweetness
That can’t be grasped with his empty hands
Forward he strides
While dreaming of the fluctuating future
Braving through the obstacles
Ignoring the pain
He marches, he sprints, and he screams
So onward he goes
So onward he goes
But at last he arrived
Only to find Omega
And so his everlasting journey ends
Very creative and inspiring poem about the season.
ReplyDeleteAnd does the closure of your poem mean that he walked around in his imagination?