The Cold Poem by Tea Kawana
The Cold
At the times when I reach the heat of the fire.
It's pleasant warmth,
it's light and loveliness.
The cold creeps in, warning me.
Leading me to divergence; ,
I am brought down to my knees,
where the chill sets in my heart,
challenging me to recall
of what price is my worth.
When all has sunk.
I get to my feet,
return to where I came from
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