Winter Rekindle The Flames

The cold and the snow rekindle the flames
Sorrow and agony can be tame.
As impure as I am
Still feel like a lamb.

The burning desire becomes vapor
Life does have a meaning; the shaper.
This…… this undergoing inner combustion
Will not be my destruction.

My soul glows in the cold and the snow
Always in the feathers of the crow.
These……. These inner flames come alive with the cold
And it burns, it burns; behold.

Brilliant light in winter always arousing my mind
The only time I don’t feel blind,
No more confinement
No longer frightened.

Winter rekindles my flame
The inner demons will be tame
New view; new frame,
And no shame; nothing is the same.

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