Changing

It was cold
So harsh and bleak
I huddled in the corner
Alone

Felt really bare
The freezing wind cut
Squinting to see the light
Vulnerable

Crackling under weight
Piling in a corner
The leaves look so fragile
Crush

And it hushed
Slowly it crept away
Everything felt normal - again
Hope

Warmth came back
Hint of colours everywhere
Flowers blooming slowly, surely
Peace