The Winter People, pg. 6

FASHION/WINTER 2003 ISSUE 5
THE WINTER PEOPLE, pg. 6
Text By Dreama
Photos By Jim

"Why have you left me here?"
She cried,
Raising her hands to touch the rays,
"I have followed you for centuries
I have held burdens for you
And I am tired
I am cold
And I am lost."

And the God appeared
As a grey wolf
In the clearing
In the cold
His shining coat
Reflected the rays
Onto her face
And his sharp teeth
Were hidden carefully
Behind his white mouth.

"Would it be self-righteous
To clip the wings of a dove?
Would it be fair
To steal from the world
The purest soul and heart?
To deprive those who dwell around me
Come summer, spring, winter and fall,
Of the greatest gift of all?"

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