Poetry ~ Winter’s Road

~ By Wilhelm Schroeter
‘Winter Landscape’, 1885
I shadow the
falling sun 
as I travel
winter's road
chasing daylight 
into twilight 
where a
frozen river
flows

the stark forest
stands vigil
frozen sentinels
frame my view
the last of light
on winter's road
beckons
in muted hues

twilight
is upon me
as I round
the final bend
and in a spell
of longing
I reflect on
winter's end

I have traveled
winter's road
through all the
seasons of my life
with no regrets
I cross the river
and recede
into the light