I feel a cold chill run through my limbs
As I, my heart and mind take leave
Outside the season reflects my feelings
Something beautiful is finished
The dying is in itself romantic
Something to be watched with wonder
But the thought that soon everything will be bare,
Open to the elements,
No protection
Makes me shudder
The mornings hang a weight upon my eyes
The day passes cruelly, not giving me comfort
I try to concern myself with little things
It's cold, cold, so cold,
I can't get warm,
The flame within me is dwindling,
Is flickering
It's cold so cold
And the season changes.
Nature, you are so experienced in this,
I hope to learn to change so beautifully
And accept my fate.
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