Through the roads of ice to the trees of snow,
A cold breath continued to flow.
The sky was dark and the ground was cold,
The world was peaceful waiting for things to unfold.
One such eerie night
A lone boy trudged
Hoping to get his routes right,
And, wishing that people wouldn't judge.
As he felt the cold wind blow,
He just let his emotions overflow,
He let it all go,
All the worries, of what people would bestow.
The next morning
He realized that the seasons were a warning,
Of the various scornings
That life would be pouring
Have you realized the message,
That life is a complex maze,
Which is just a virtual image.
The warmth of a loving heart,
Melts the ice of a cruel retort.
Quite an unnerving thought
Taught by winter, the cold drought.
