All around her the freezing air swirled
She was certainly ready
Dressed in her winter armor
Her many layers of protection.
Yes, she could handle the cold,
After some time passed, she awoke to the reality
Maybe, she wasn’t ready for how hard it would be
To see the path before her
To travel here alone
Her vision became clouded by the remnants of the past.
She realized, standing in that biting, swirling cold
She had to let go.
The only way to see herself through this cold snap
Was to let go of control
And trust in all that was beyond her knowledge
The power beyond herself.
Surely, this would bring her safely through
The blinding cold snap of her life.