The deep dark night fell upon me like a spell
As gentle skies turn into a frozen swell
Icy snow blinded closing in like a frozen cell.
Trees swayed against the endless black, Nowhere to turn and no way back
So I sat in the squall, consumed by this frigid attack.
Just as the flame of hope flickered in my mind, The wind lessened, and the winter moon shined I followed the light back to the path my footprints lined
Feeling a hope unable to be defined.
