false doubt

she is known

to those who may know her

with her bitter cares

and icy stare

i too can see

a warm explorer

on rougher days

in innocence

the tune

only her can play

that expresses doubt

and aiethric thought

in my sight

she is blown

far like a leave

away from that conceived

the other; she too is sworn

by starry night

to bite the cold

with loving care

warming

country nights

in the fields

if ye shall seek her

she too is there