Don’t be afraid 
of winter’s cold breath,
	She said,
for I have felt the coldest
of the cold,
and lain in snow
under a sky so dark, 
embellished with 
the brightest dots, 
and the magical wisps 
of the Sky Fox’s tail
dancing up above, 
in green and blue.

So peaceful 
it was,
	She said,
that winter kept 
its frozen fingers 
underground,
down below, and 
warmly watched it with me.