Seasons have passed and I’ve let my fire out there in the cold
And its light and heat I cannot feel or even behold.
O why did I dropped and leave it in its winter season?
Now it makes me feel that I have made the greatest treason.
But I’ll no longer allow it to stay in the winter
Because I want my fire’s winter season to be over.
I want to restore and feel the warmth that I once have felt.
O fire, come back now. And winter, I command you to melt!
No longer shall I feel abandoned, stagnant, and lukewarm
I refuse to stay in the coolness of my cold world’s norm!
I shall again feel the blazing fire that I’ve felt before.
The fire without an evil rage but strong down to its core.
And today at last! My fire’s winter season is over.
It’s another passionate world that I will discover.
A world that has direction… A world where colors exist…
It’s a world where there’s a pleasant fire that I can’t resist.
So again I say, “My fire’s winter season is over”.
I’ll cherish this moment and moments to come forever!
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Copyright © 2010 by Obed Dela Cruz
(February 16,2010; AMA East Rizal Campus)
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