The ice that envelopes me is melting
Yet I shiver all the while
As my soul and mind returns
from the brink of disaster.
The hibernation of my spirit ends
as flaming joy warms my frostbitten body.
Yet I still suffer in the fire’s grasp
I’m going to burn myself with desire
if I’m not careful.
Yet I love the heat and the fiery zest
that flares within my heart again.
Red passion, orange inhibition, yellow delight
destroy the blue bite of depression
that festered in every beating breath.
I did not expect the fire’s gift,
to be given an ember which returned
to life again at my touch.
The blistering winds shriek with rage
as I shelter the enigma,
aware of its fragility in this brutal world.
Dance for me little ember,
keep me safe from the beasts of the woods and the bitter cold
that threatens me.
And in return, I’ll see that your smoldering core never goes out
and that you’ll live again, rekindled by a simple spark.