Frozen Valley

Rain is gushing from the skies.
Lifeless leaves dropping from the trees.
The air is thick, blowing flowers down in its mist. 
Rivers have a radiant glow, while it freezes out.
The rain; white flowers are frozen.

Wood shivers in the rain while the houses freeze.
When night comes, wolves howl and hunt to feast on their prey.
Then the rabbits hop, one falls in the sudden rain.

A black figure appears from the mist
granting freedom for breath and air, 
while it freely moves around.

Whispers suddenly change.
One tree falls after another. 
They are wanting change while the branches fall down,
pounding the ground, they called for a stop.