Soul Ablaze Poem by Julian Takali

Though the harsh winter winds gust by
Leaving us blue as the frost painted sky

Though we wince at the whips of crystals
Smearing our evergreen leaves dismal
Though our roots wither down
Pillaged by a snow showered mound

Though we may not make it out alive
Though our heaven froze over
Though we cannot see the umber sun
Though its never been colder

Our bones, weary and beaten
Our skin, shivering and eaten
Our heart, dying but beating

Our will, our will will breathe!
Our spirit will never cease!

For as long we stand as one