Frozen Tundra

On By Mother WintermoonIn falling word fragments

The past is a frozen tundra
Immovable and unchangeable
There is only now
This present moment
To live in the knowledge
I have gained

I allow the past
To drift away
On the ocean of tears
I have cried over marks
I have missed
And cherished dreams
I have failed to
To manifest

Today I make peace
With the Present
And arise from the frigid waters
Frozen fingers weaving
A new beginning
From all the frayed ends.

Ā©ļø MW 2018 šŸ™ All Rights Reserved

11 thoughts on “Frozen Tundra”

  3. Hello Mother!
    I am deeply overwhelmed to have come here after a long time.
    As I was reading an older Post of mine I could see your comment and through that I came here.
    Frozen has now come to water the dreams.
    I liked the positivity in the last phase of the poem.
    Fond Regards
    Shiva
    šŸ™šŸŒ·šŸ‘Œ

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    1. Greetings Shiva! Iā€™m very happy to see you here again. Thank you for your uplifting feedback and your presence here with me. I will come by to visit you again soon. Blessings, MW šŸ™šŸ‘šŸŒ»

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  4. Thanks for this. I know the past is an unwieldy thing, but your excellent poem includes the hope and craft of futurity –that the past is always under construction. Best wishes for this new year.

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