My Winter Song

It is Christmas.

Tonight, I endured truly standstill traffic coming home from the North, humidity and other things. Most of it was insightful though, and a hint of fun. It's still a struggle to find where I belong, or how I fit into this giant puzzle in the color of sky. But things have a certain time of fulfillment and patience is always worth it.

When things aren't very clear, sometimes, a song puts a day into perspective.

This is my winter song to you
The storm is coming soon
It rolls in from the sea
My voice, a beacon in the night
My words will be your light
To carry you to me
Is love alive?
Is love alive?
Is love...
They say that things just cannot grow
Beneath the winter snow
Or so I have been told
They say we're buried far
Just like a distant star
I simply cannot hold
Is love alive?
Is love alive?
Is love alive?
This is my winter song
December never felt so wrong
'Cause you're not where you belong
Inside my arms
Bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum
Bum bum bum bum bum bum
Bum bum bum bum bum bum
I still believe in summer days
The seasons always change
And life will find a way
I'll be your harvester of light
And send it out tonight
So we can start again
Is love alive?
Is love alive?
Is love alive?
This is my winter song
December never felt so wrong
'Cause you're not where you belong
Inside my arms
This is my winter song to you
The storm is coming soon
It rolls in from the sea
My love, a beacon in the night
My words will be your light
To carry you to me
Is love alive?

Happy Christmas season, dearest readers!
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