You lie in the snow, cold but not dead

stare into the sun, long since its last heat



feel the freeze burn skin

salt your open wounds

a burning desire clears your eyes

a willful air fills your lungs



you choke your first breath of wildfire and ocean's depth

climb out of your hole, see your spirit take form



this world of cold stone gives nothing in return

to those who sleep while the restless burn

there are the few driven to flame

most are content to drown in the wake of dreams



the trail lies overground

across the years fade out of light

ever growing dim to an age in the dark

grasp from your soul a don't let it steal your eyes