Dear God of Winter,
My friend.
I love you. I adore you.
I adore the clothes I wear when I'm with you.
I adore the cold rusling through my limbs all covered in snow,
my lack of leaves, the slowing of the sap through my veins.
But, my friend, I am done. I wish to wear a bikini. I want to have my leaves and flowers and fruit reappear. I want to have the sun beat down on me and warm my limbs, and make the sap rush through my viens again.
Please go visit my cousins down south.
They're expecting you.
The God of Summer will be arriving soon bringing with him my new bikini and fruit
He can't arrive if you don't leave.
Please go.
(and come back when the time is right... AFTER the God of Sun has made my skin glow with it's deep coloring and bleached my hair blonde and reminded me that I can go nearly barefoot and naked and not be cold in the world for extended periods of time. Come back AFTER I have produced a season of good fruit that has fed the people and for which I can be proud. Come back AFTER I have been at my most beauitful covered in flowers...)
Please go away, God of Winter.
Much love
~ TreeofFig
Ps Maybe you and Summer can visit with eachother in Equador on your respective travels North or South?
My friend.
I love you. I adore you.
I adore the clothes I wear when I'm with you.
I adore the cold rusling through my limbs all covered in snow,
my lack of leaves, the slowing of the sap through my veins.
But, my friend, I am done. I wish to wear a bikini. I want to have my leaves and flowers and fruit reappear. I want to have the sun beat down on me and warm my limbs, and make the sap rush through my viens again.
Please go visit my cousins down south.
They're expecting you.
The God of Summer will be arriving soon bringing with him my new bikini and fruit
He can't arrive if you don't leave.
Please go.
(and come back when the time is right... AFTER the God of Sun has made my skin glow with it's deep coloring and bleached my hair blonde and reminded me that I can go nearly barefoot and naked and not be cold in the world for extended periods of time. Come back AFTER I have produced a season of good fruit that has fed the people and for which I can be proud. Come back AFTER I have been at my most beauitful covered in flowers...)
Please go away, God of Winter.
Much love
~ TreeofFig
Ps Maybe you and Summer can visit with eachother in Equador on your respective travels North or South?
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oxy:
our weather god in the uk is half summer half winter.
metatag:
Some lucky sods live in places where you can sun bath by the sea in the morning under hot, blue skies and then go up a mountain to skii in the afternoon.