We Were Frozen
The wind whips. . . It cracks and crashes;
a restless ocean, hidden in the sky.
Down comes the cold, hard wave
gathering speed on the harvest field,
splintering as it hits the tree line:
sharp air flung round bare bark.
You seek shelter from the onslaught,
your face tucked into your coat collar
like a bird nesting its head under wing.
For a moment we are frozen.
We froze like this before . . .
stilled by the force of our devotion.
How it soared! Almost free from this sphere!
But it too splintered and cracked,
became cold, frigid, and crashed
down like this stinging wind.
We seek shelter from the onslaught,
my face avoiding your sight.
Like birds we’ll fly to sing separate songs
but for a moment . . .
For a moment, we were frozen.