Unveiling the Hidden Struggles and Sacred Bonds Within Matrimony – Daniel Klawitter’s Poetic Revelation
Ever wonder how seasons mimic the ebb and flow of life and love? This poem dances through Spring’s vibrant promise and Winter’s gentle chill—but it’s really the River, that pulse beneath it all, that holds the story together. As I read, I couldn’t help but smile at its quiet rebellion against futility, anticipating a Summer ripe with possibility—and maybe, just maybe, a love that ages like fine wheat, golden and ready for harvest. Is the farmer we fear just time itself? Or something more tender hiding beyond Fall’s shadow? Dive in and get swept away by this reflective journey that’s as much about nature as it is about the resilience of the heart.
First came Spring—
All rose-red and morning glory!
And then a mild Winter.
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