Like cold ice, I melt…

The rivers freeze when they know its time,
The trees shed their leaves, as they know them birds very well…
The wings fly home as darkness approaches,
Me? I sit here melting like cold ice.

Smell the beauty of my repent,
Feel the sheer wonder of my own clarity…
It is time I guess to take a swim,
In the deepest pools of my own vividness…

I said, like cold ice, I melt…
Something you must have never felt,
Or, dealt with,
I still stand here melting, and drowning in the same pool of fears…

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