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“A Most Bitter Chill”

The Winter had just ended

It was the worst I’ve ever seen

And although a new Spring had just begun,

The trees were still bare

Their branches weighed heavily with snow

And a bitter frost pricked deep within their limbs

Will they even reach full bloom?

Will they ever bear such sweet fruit again?

A silent breeze still carries a northern chill

It lingers in the air

Not yet ready to put away its bitter knives,

For this was the coldest season of our lives

— David Allen

“Into the Fold”

In this life that we live

Given to us without our consent

Taken from us before we’re done

We’re tossed out into the fold

To spread our wings

To crash or fly

To reach new heights

Or plunge and die

Weathered into silence

Whispered into gold

We enter into the fold

Entangled in the breeze

Shivering in the cold

Like voices in the reeds

That ring like songs of old

There are dreams within dreams

And nightmares to which we give pause

There are fears that we face

And faces that we learn to fear

There’s a way to win the world over

To start anew with a fresh set of eyes

It’s what we choose to do

That takes us to new highs

— David Allen