*Edit* I updated this to take out the short repeated stanza, and incorperated some of it into a new full stanza.
Here is a poem I wrote several years ago, and actually didn't name until just today. I changed a couple things from what I had originally written, and thought I'd see what people think of it.
Constructive criticism is welcome.
Frigid Night
Matt Bilton
1/24/07
It’s cold outside, a frigid night.
The stars show off their brilliant light.
I look above and stand in awe
Of the beauty You have made.
I hardly notice frozen hands,
But gaze at stars numerous as sand,
And hope I don’t need to withdraw
And nature for house trade.
As shadows pass and winds cut deep
With chilling cold from head to feet,
I can’t explain, nevertheless,
The pleasure in my soul.
Although the bite from glacial air
Puts fleeing higher on my fare,
I shun this thought, yea I compesce
And linger on my stroll.
Out in the darkness I remain.
Clouds roll in and down pours rain.
The stars effulgent now obscured;
The moon by clouds concealed.
The dazzling heavens now eclipsed,
As lightning through this shroud now rips.
I know not, for this sight, a word;
Such artistry revealed.
I see the sun begin to rise.
I see the beauty of dawn skies.
The rain has since ceased its downpour.
The sky appears as fire.
The raging sun rises anew,
And showers warmth and light from You.
Reminding how much I adore,
I join the heavenly choir.
