WarmthA Poem by MoominA fire to warm the worldIf it were not for darkness We could not know light I see tiny flames Languishing Like flickering lanterns in little homes Far away Nestled on a dark hillside Until one by one They go out And no-one knows where the flame has gone But the Devil has found time for me And he tries desperately to break my spirit With the world at his command For this world has cold fire That burns like the ice of Pluto A Trillion cameras monitor my every flinch My every tear Yet they cannot see And a myriad of microphones listen to my thoughts But they cannot hear But you You can hear me Draw close to me Touch my lips Let me breathe strength into your soul And I will warm your heart with my hope And this hope does not lead to disappointment For I am steadfast Unmoveable Like a crag on the mountain I am on fire I have seen forever And touched the day of joy
In the new world to come It sits carved behind my eyeslids And safely secured in the synapses of my mind And in the cold air In the darkness of despair that surrounds us all None shall smother me I am on fire And my flame will never go out © 2020 Moomin |
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