winter_soul_summer_sky monadh the time comes when icicles melting form crashing from the eaves troughs and the cold sensation all a flurry of snow and wind blowing dark across the bright glow of night as we walk with our faces turned towards the earth keeping us hidden in our warmth a harbour from the loosening grips shaking manes and scratching claws feeling Autumn closing in, Winter thou dost surely follow the wealth of sorrow 010910 ... sphinxradio winter brings truth. you deal with it either by building a fire with the dead branches around you, or by deluding yourself into thinking that it's still summer. 011112 ... unhinged i always wish for the cold clarity of winter and condensed breath when the mugginess chases me from month to month. my mind becomes preoccupied with simple things in the winter and my misery is frozen. i just spend the summer months dripping away into a dirty lake. playing frozen is so much better. 011112 what's it to you? who go blather from