Ice and Fire (Sonnet)

The water ever cold is freezing fast;
The ice is taking shape within my mind.
My moments flicker dim and slowly pass,
Engulfing all the warmth I cannot find.

But deep within my heart a fire burns;
I feel the ice inside commence to creek.
A tiny spark that starts a gentle churn,
And rippling strong my heart begins to beat.

I recognize the thawing of the Spring,
As nature gives the ice a knowing shove.
Now even winter stands to dance and sing;
She breathes upon the fire of hope and love.

In wisdom does she will and work so well;
Her fire springs from winter’s hardest hell.

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