Light Will Find Me

So Cold
     So Tight
          This Winter's grip...

Frozen,
or so it seems.
     Unable to move forward.
     Unable to find the Light.
          Icy earth holds me fast.

Yet the promise rings true.
Light will find me
     if I but ask...
Bringing freedom of movement
     and
a tearing loose of the tightness
          and darkness of frigid Winter.

The year wheel turns,
     bringing with it all I
hoped and dreamed.

And with a whisper from my lips...
     the Sun rises
          in a flash of Joy.
The promise is fulfilled.
     My Spring has come
          and I am cold no more.