Winter’s dark heart

Winter in my soul

Is a dark heart

That hides a slow burning fire

Deep within it

A fire that burns

With knowing

As it subsumes

That which must decay

And die

In order to be transformed

How does it help

To resist this dark heart

To rage against the chilly winds that blow

To despise the deeply barren place

That deceives us by its appearance

For winter is just one season

An essential phase in a cycle

The generation of the new

Resides in the old

What buds, blossoms

And then decays

May in a new cycle

Release a seed

That generates beauty

Winter is a dark heart

I feel it in my heart

From these losses

And these hurts

Deeply entered into

And engaged with

Some kind of strange

Alchemy unfurls

Like the phoenix

That flies free

From the flame

Then ash

That lay summers blooms

To rest

Buried at the centre

Of winter’s dark fire

This electric rose

Of love’s dark understanding

Bursts forth in newness

From deep within

Winter’s dark heart

Hidden deep inside

My aching breast