Endless Cold

As I sink into the snow

I feel like I should go

The cold is frigid

The margins are ridged

Of this world

Of ice and snow and furled

Life exists in everlasting plight

Never giving time for hopes to take flight

Forever unforgiven

Forever misgiven

Given this story you may laugh and joke

But it is not for common folk

For only those who are lost and have been forewarned

To the waking world where there is light and warmth

No warmth, no breath

No hearth, but death

All hopes cease

To exist and all to please

This cold cold world

That sucks you under and hurled

All emotion far

Shall all those who land here

Be ever frigid and never come near

To others who have found themselves in this place

Of no dress and no lace

No earthly desires, only the memories of those loved

Shan’t exist evermore beloved

Kindled flames of love still live here

Glowing faintly so near

In the torrent of snow and ice

We are many but we are small; like a fox and mice

Like a lion and its prey

We lie in wait for the next day

When the sun will be fulfilled and we will find our purpose

And the hope of one who will set us free in earnest

Dwindles down to nothing and lifts us like a dove

But beware, for the concept of love

Is a dangerous thing

For it can break you

Or it can make you

So go forth, I have warned you, stay away from this winter

Run, run away from here, be a sprinter

Goodbye; farewell

Do not dwell

In this place of ice and snow

The place where you shouldn’t go…

As I slink closer, I spot a flame

A flame of kindled love, tortured and maimed

The flame then flickers

Once then twice then the wicker

Catches into fire

As the flame roars and the fire grows higher

I run in fear of this growing disaster

But then I realize, the flames are warm, the heat is plastered

To my cold cold body, I slowly grow closer to the dancing flame

I may be recalled this moment as when the reality came

I have been found by my purpose, to be away from here

I’ll never forget how it felt to be so near

To death itself, and endless cold

I found my person, my hope, my gold

So if you find yourself here,

Get a special person to lend a hand quite near

To this world where lost souls go

Where we bend low

With self doubt and self hate

Brewing in anger and not quite great

So find your mate

And don’t brew your hate

Stay away

Far away from this world of which all betray

Goodbye; farewell

Do not dwell

In this land of ice and snow

The place where you should not go…