Frontal Lobal Warming

frozen waves

I remember a time, remote,
When feelings heaved
Then froze,
Cleaving mind from tapping toes
Leaving heart transfixed
Within the icy floes.
The frost, unmoved for years,
Grew thicker with the tears,
‘Til hope, itself, seemed dead,
Succumbed to drear and dread.
But time flowed.
Far below,
How, God only knows,
Life never stopped
Hope never died
‘Til one day a tide,
A wave of balmy weather,
Finally arrived,
And I survived.

frozen waves

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