You lie in the snow, cold but not dead    stare into the sun, long since its last heat      feel the freeze burn skin   salt your open wounds   a burning desire clears your eyes   a willful air fills your lungs      you choke your first breath of wildfire and ocean's depth   climb out of your hole, see your spirit take form      this world of cold stone gives nothing in return   to those who sleep while the restless burn   there are the few driven to flame   most are content to drown in the wake of dreams      the trail lies overground   across the years fade out of light   ever growing dim to an age in the dark   grasp from your soul, don't let it steal your eyes