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Warmth


Wandering through the soul numbing cold of loneliness.
I reached for any warmth I could find.
Finding sometimes that what I thought was warmth was colder than the loneliness I was already in;
Other times finding the warmth came with costs that I could not pay.
Still I yearned for warmth, and I at times found warmth that tried to change who I was.
None of the comfort I found seemed to be worth the price my soul was paying for the short time of peace and warmth.
Then when I had almost given into the despair of never finding that warmth that would want me for what I was, who I was.
I came across a flame of hope a warmth I had never felt.
It was as if all the universe had put its heat into this flame.
Frightened, I ran from this unknown.
Not knowing why I was running except this heat, this warmth was so different than I had ever known.
I ran and still the warmth of this flame stayed by my side whispering, I will be here for you, I will care for you the way you are.
I ran even harder into the soul numbing cold. At least this I knew, at least this I knew how to deal with. And yet the flame followed me.
Whispering to me, Why do you run? I dont know why, I reply.
Then I realize the thing I was searching for,
The one thing in the universe I wanted more then any other, I was running from. The flame came to me, and filled me with peace I had never known.
Warmth that filled my being with joy that will last me the rest of my life.
I vowed then and there to be the type of warmth that the flame was for me.
The flame looks at me, and gently holds me as it says, You already are.