Winter Villanelle

 We know the cold wet snow goes swirling thus

  to mute the air and feather rigid ground;

  time shapes tomorrow’s past, in trust with us.

 Above the hungered chill grown perilous

 in crystalled winds no mercy asked or found;

 We know the cold wet snow goes swirling thus

 The winter lightning flash so ominous

a gathered wrath of heat in iced surround;

Time shapes tomorrow’s past, in trust with us.

Mere toe hold 'gainst the howls precarious

as life can fly to sky without a sound.

We know the cold wet snow goes swirling thus,

when love could leave the heavens envious

of passing fateful chance of  touch abound.

Time shapes tomorrow’s past, in trust with us.

 to hold like night and stars most precious,

 for time unto time, the restless tide unbound.

 We know the cold wet snow goes swirling thus;

Time shapes tomorrow’s past, in trust with us.