Mortals (to Hestia)

The sting 

of the cold

helps me remember 

why I hold

why I hold to the pain

why I hold to the broken remains 

of my heart

my raw 

and bitter 

heart

my broken

and 

frozen

heart

 

Hestia (to Mortals)

Dear One

come 

come by the fire

thaw your 

bitter heart 

and remember 

Remember 

the glowing peace of the hearth

Remember 

the cold

Remember 

what the cold is 

Remember without 

the cold 

there is 

no need for fire

Remember 

Dear child

Remember