Spring Nicht

First find out about introspective.

spring nicht

for the breeze is gentle

and the scent is soft

the spring has only just come

a bud on the heights

the night has only just passed

a sunrise on the horizon

but to miss hope around the corner

give in to gravity over the edge

and fall vacant into the abyss

where the spring is withheld

where the night is eternal

where surrender is the last surrender

so vulnerably

with just a moment of chill

before spring night

the icicles hurt, they did

needles of denial

drips of doubt

the splinters crushed, they did

shards of affection

slivers of endearment

the precious dream marred

from end to end

when it has hardly begun

so why shatter it further

so why cripple it further

to make it true

hold on for dear life

and God forbid

do not jump

The Imagery

breezy twilight on the heights
warm glow in the distance
dark depths
fractured cold ice

The Content

This entry was written in August. It is based on a wordplay between "spring nicht" and "spring night", in which the former actually means "do not jump". Looking back, this piece is more dramatic than I realize.

Maybe you all be worried at this dark theme, but it is my form of optimism. My favourite sections are "but to miss hope around the corner.. where surrender is the last surrender" and "the precious dream marred" onwards. The former tells the consequences, and the latter gives incentive to hold on. "And God forbid, do not jump"!

As you can tell by now, the cold really bothers me. I love getting cozy on a cold night, but without a source of warmth it is just plain depressing. At the time I was writing this I had a mild trauma psychologically conditioned with cold nights; just thinking about cold nights got me anxious. It no longer bothers me anymore but that is a story I would rather leave alone.