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Poetry for the Frozen Soul: Thawing the Human Spirit

December 1, 2018



Body, cold 

Heart, where are you

Grief, buried deep

Sisters, hear me. 


Snow, falling

Words, failing

Tears, coming


Return, return, return, return

Can I seek the balm within myself

Forgiveness for the rushed release

Forgiveness for the men who push too hard, too fast

Forgiveness for the emotions and vulnerability

      buried deep in the snow. 


What does it take to thaw the human spirit?

How can we wake up in warmth, in 


In slowness

         and soft touches

With the strength of the Earth

                                     in my bones


How can the women be strong enough

          to soften the men?

How can the trees be warm enough

          to withstand the winter?

How can we see through the storm?



I call on the fire

   The tiny, burning flame 

        Flickering on the altar

            Wavering in my heart.



Sustain me.


Cast your soft warmth


               around the frozen cavity 

                      in my chest. 

May I curl up in your glow for a while

and wake up at your hearth. 



And may the children gather near

 To kindle the flames of joy

    And write the story

                                  of a new dawn. 


And it will come

And I will be stronger

  Nourished by all that I held close;

     By the mysterious flickerings of soul

          That I may only hear 

                 in the Heart of Winter.








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