Revival

Beneath winter's grief of a day lost in time

Resides but still hides the cold burning sublime

Of a flame, finely framed, forged in frost and snow

That savors, it wavers and waits for its rebirth

Hardened by the garden of a white quilted Earth

Eternal, infernal, this candle's light will grow

Ready to bring heat to a clamorous soul.

Reviews

[DeCipher]

Neat poem, love your descriptive words.

[D. Gosa]

thank you :)