A Pure Redemption

My soup is finally warm
A blanket wraps around
My soul's restacked in a swarm
I feel safe and sound

Gather here in front of the furnace
Feel the comforting heat
How we love to see the blaze
And retelling stories we can never quit

And a relieved smile glows
Not knowing how
My eyes shut low
A pure redemption blows

Originally written,
April, 7th 2010
2:23pm