Out of the parsimonious dark
Bitter, oppressively long.
Distantly scintillates a spark
Harbinging the dawn.
Shattering the grasp of night
It strikes an answering fire
Of hope: for change and love and light
From branch to roof to spire.
16.1.09
I'm not sure if I'll ever be warm
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