Winter’s Embrace

I have come so far
on feet of ice
and with heart
encased.

So tired of this burden.
I want to put it down
to rest for but a moment
before I continue forward.

I am afraid of you
afraid of what you offer.
For once before I sought comfort
only to be turned away.

How can you hold your hand out?
You know nothing of my past.
Nothing of pain,
the likes of which I carry.

I wish I could trust
I wish I could know
if what you offered
would melt my heart and soul?

I want to feel spring’s caress.

©Jay-lyn Doerksen
November 7/17