Tell Yourself

When the white snow drips

From the bare wooden branches,

When the cold wind rises

Set to expose your very soul,

Never stop, tell yourself

This journey, long and winding

With no seeming end in sight

Footsteps across cracking white

When entombed in the darkness,

Never be afraid, tell yourself

Sounds of wind, like a dirge

Flustered thoughts crowding the mind

What if you cannot not make it,

Embrace the possibility of defeat but,

Never give in, tell yourself

Longing for the winter heat of stars,

Listen to the tune in your bones,

Give it your all to rise above

And if it happens that you cannot,

Love yourself for what you were, are and will be

As the curtains come crashing down

There will be light, tell yourself