There's warmth in ICE;
and cooling peace in FIRE,
and midnight light to show us the way.
The dancing flame becomes a pyre;
The dark is more enticing then the day.
There's warmth within the ICE;
and cooling peace within the FIRE.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice paradox there and metaphors cool fire, warm ice, cool poem :)