The Cold Winter Night
Cool air whisps through the silence
Far off lights speckle in the distance
But cannot penetrate the thickness of the dark
Here in this cold winter night
The human eye cannot pick up shadows
The voice shouts to the heavens
But is only a muted whisper
Here in this cold winter night
Numb fingers reach shakingly through the dark
Wanting to find what is about
But all you can feel is yourself alone
Here in this cold winter night
A small flame flickers with haste
It’s warmth seemingly overcome by the chill of the wind
But, stay close, for it’s all that you have and all that you can trust
Here in this cold winter night
By Father Jacob Bertrand
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