The ground lies frozen in sleeping hibernation
Pathways covered in ice force me to walk on —
To walk on the fragile mosses and grasses
Which snap under my every footfall
Humanity unable to stop their own destruction
Aware and helpless , we grow more silent
But in the stillness , we hear the human cries
And reach out to give kindness to others
Awakening to enlightenment and turning away
From insularity to reach for love of neighbors
Like a kiss that startles embers alive within the soul
With the windy whispers the heart gone cold
Is made to reach for peace in our time
One heart at a time , fiercely burning
Resisting the lonely odds , unthawed.
Originally published at cowbird.com.