You lie there dormant and cold
Breezes come to deliver your message and they are delivered
Yet, those very messages fall on deaf ears
All only see the cold outer shell
Inside lies a great heat - Austere
That heat is never seen though.
It is only assumed…
You plea wantonly and loudly but all
Is only nihility to be seen?
A cold outer shell that lay barren with only silent sounds?
Or rather...Is it that none hear those, but feel the echos?
Icy showers rain against all and they shut themselves away
Nothing to do.
Nothing to see.
Nothing to feel.
One remains though and stays cloaked in bright whilst wearing nothing of protection
Your showers cease
You know that the other understands
Dressed bright, yet radiating sombrity.
That one glides ever forth with levity
The pale icy white
begins to melt
Fervorous green springs about
Ever closer, the life returns as the luminous warmth radiates
What has been lost is now