Earth’s Yearly War

Of the indecisive April,

for Grozarra, upon another Planet:

Spring came, but snow poured down.
Green grass stood firm on earth.
White soldiers fought, strewn thick around.
With those of grounded birth

A battle raged and whirled,
Though calm all seemed to be,
The snow’s Ice-fingers round life curled,
Gripped hard, and would not free.

The Cold had conquered all,
Warm Spring had met defeat.
“We must get up, when once we fall!”
Spring swore, ‘twixt Hail and Sleet.

Snow’s tyranny fell hard,
And Winter’s heavy Fist,
Earth’s newborne, budding, beauty marred.
No mercy did it wist.

As, dim at first, red coals,
Rekindle once-lost fire.
A long, low pealing, War-Bells tolls,
Renewed Earth’s righteous ire.

Bright Spring rose up once more,
Snow melted in its way.
Ice opened up its prison-door.
Sweet Life had won the day.