At IGWRT today, Kenia challenges us to hold some kind of conversation with another poem or poet. I discovered a question being asked HERE, and decided to write some kind of reply, which I've also linked to d'Verse Poets.
I hear the Winter sadness in your song,
a dying melody that leaves no trace
of hope beyond its tucked and folded rhymes.
Your doors and windows of the mind have closed
and cast their sorrow's shade. You seek to light
the spark of faith, belief that Spring will come...
But though you feel you need to journey on,
direct your steps towards an unknown goal,
perhaps the surest route lies deep within
the very fibre of your being, where shines your soul...