That day when winter comes again,
Its chill palpable in words spoken,
Actions once carried out
Only behind closed doors
Frosty breath on necks
Of those already so cold and forgotten
And only those with souls of fire
And flame can burn away
These walls and thaw this winter’s chill,
On tongues and hearts and hands,
Burning from a place deep inside,
Fiery waves of justice
And righteous, holy love
©SpiritLed 2019