Before The Sun

MIDST OF A SNOW COVERED FIELD,
WITH WHITE FLOWERS, GLEAMING IN A FAINT LIGHT,
I STAND, WITH COMPLETE PEACE,
AND ETERNAL SOLITUDE.

SOME STARS ARE LEAVING,
WHILE SOME ARE GLEAMING.
A COLD BREEZE TRIES TO FREEZE ME,
BUT I DO NOT FEAR, AS I HAVE THE WARMTH OF MY BREATH.

FAR FROM LUST, I STAND HERE ALONE,
ENJOYING THE PRESENCE OF FLOWERS AND SNOW.
AND, I FEEL A WARM TOUCH ON MY BACK.
TURNING AROUND, I SEE THE SUN RISING.