Heated by a lone icy stone

Heated by a lone icy stone
That set itself before as rock
I took as my immortal throne
The crystal in our dear Lord's clock

And though the frost was savage cold
Whilst pregnant skies delivered snows
My mind did flood with joys untold
That vanquished hence all bitter woes

And then I loosed my grieving heart
Flight in that eternal cloud burst
Coursing, forcing words to jump-start
Bright comforts for the days we cursed

From winters bruised by summer's spark
I'll feel you close, ignore the roll
We need the glow that's clothed by dark
To lovingly admit each soul

Behind scatter ashen choices
For us to surf the earthly dome
Fishing for star-spoken voices
Until we reach the Fonder Home

9 August 1994 (20:41:28)