Winter has left frost on my chest and broken vessels underneath. Go all that hold me. I will move beyond all that never blossoms. Winter has left me in despair but unafraid. I burn with excitement of spring, summer and fall. Even with all that is approaching. Bring not my heart for what it has cost me. Sail not the ocean with wind for not wind will guide thee. Take life and be full. Go without outcomes known. Don’t wait for spring, summer, autumn and winter. But be all things free. I’m winter, I’m gone.