Stairs of the time

There once was a kingdom covered with snow
And in the winter field nothing could grow
While the king was calling for the warm spring
Waiting, with hope, for what tomorrow could bring

The rivers of life couldn’t ever flow
And the wind, of this proud land ever blow
Without the sound of the bells ringing
As they used to… without stinging

The fear was there in his eyes
And a strange feeling emerged until he dies
As it was praying to the clime….

The road was too hard to understand
Even if he could no longer stand
To climb the stairs of the time