last of winter winds seeking peace
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now more than ever our prayers
shield the last ember with bodies from storm
empty telephone booth the fog takes a call
the winter gods bring the rain this birthday
dead fish at the bottom of tank full of tears
all is grey and yet a tiny ember thrives
the voice leads us from dream to reality
berth the soul to body as we enter this realm
frail body humbled by the virus