Spring Arrives In Winter Poem by Renn Dyos

Quiet walks:
sacred silence unknown.
Future long-forgotten talks,
Seeds of thought are sown.

Slow movements,
Deliberate and smooth,
Boundless meaning evident;
Knowing without proof.

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Problems go-
Winds gust in cyan seas,
Warmed by gazes do they blow,
Wash away unease.

Daylight bright
Not worried about end:
Final glow welcomes the night,
Sight to stars, eyes lend.

Winter's spring
In middle coast's sunlight.
Green rolling hills waters bring
Outlook interred: bright.

Sheep pastured
angled close to ground is.
Earth upturned has been conquored;
Sheaves of life have ris.

Ships in skies
Are horses in their field
Verdant. Restrained, they draw eyes
Near the fence, then yield.

==to be continued=
/*note: I'm having doubts about the stanzas under the first dashed line, any criticism or advice would be greatly appreciated. Thanks! -Renn*/