Defiance

God, of gods,
Hear my cry,
Do you hate me.
Will you trust me,
With these stone cold eye's.

Lord of the skies,
Why do you let your tears collide,
Into our world,
Its Freezing outside,
Spiraling within the compacted snow,
The frozen tears of angel who lost her halo.

Enchantress of the forest,
Hidden within trees,
Help this little one,
Learn how to please,
Let her unfold her dark wings,
And shake off the coal,
Nesting inside of her feathers,
Her spirit remains cold.

Executress of the flame,
The heat of your staff,
Melted the passion,
So Christ took it back,
And dug it deep within,

So hear my cry,
God of all gods,
Let the girl survive.

Ian Robert Potapoff