In the darkness of this winter night,
My sluggish steps left in the snow,
Lit only by the pale moonlight.
The frost begins to take its bite,
Just like a hungry foe,
In the darkness of this winter night.
I know not of what my plight,
Upon this lonely trek I go,
Lit only by the pale moonlight.
Imagined fears hidden out of sight,
That the shadows will not show,
In the darkness of this winter night.
Moving on as much I might,
My journey is so slow,
Lit only by the pale moonlight.
I wonder if my path is right,
Which direction? I do not know,
In the darkness of this winter night,
Lit only by the pale moonlight.#Villanelle #Poem #Poetry
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