Though Winter Come, Thy Will Be Done

January 15, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is winter, both as a subject and a symbol.

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A poem in which winter is a metaphor for death:

Though winter come, thy will be done,

For time must have an end,

And death must serve the wanderer

Who worships but the wind.

The being of a being is

Beyond all space and time.

And yet . . . and yet each being is

A moment with a name.

Ah, wanderer! Do not fear

The loss of joy and pain.

For nothingness is nothing less

Than never having been.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Winter as a Subject and a Symbol

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