Ian Petch Poet Lyric

Favoured By the Winter

My chain of thought is cloaked in wisdom
As I breathe a world of ice
So shiny but without decision
Refracting light starts to entice

I let the flow consume me
I let my consciousness evolve
Far beyond my comprehension
My icy form starts to dissolve

Underneath the winter
I find the concrete earth
A shape misplaced by every season
The towering walls confuse my worth

I break into the statue
Of the thing that I’ve become
I see another empty dispute
There’s only one more statue that hides the sun

My anger turns to fire
I burn the towers of my pride
And as I settle what became me
I let the summer burn the things I hide

I wake into the winter
Cold without a cloak
But the ice presents me with its favour
This is the place where I find hope

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