I do not mean to scare you, but there’s winter in my bones- And when life gets too heavy, you can hear my glaciers groan. Sometimes I don’t go out, because my heart has been snowed in- And it doesn’t take too much, for avalanches to begin. But do not get me wrong, there’s beauty in the endless white- the ice along my lashes helps reflect back all the light. And it’s easy to find magic, skating on the frozen lakes, or in sticking out your tongue to catch the softly falling flakes. The forest floor is freezing, but the trees are wearing coats- And I’ve seen the whistling wind, wearing a scarf around his throat. So do not waste your worry on all my blizzards and storms- I’ve got my own internal flame, that always keeps me nice and warm.
- “The Winter Within” by Erin Hanson
from, 'Infinite Storm'
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