The Birth It felt like I was in the North Pole, Frozen, Dead frozen! Like I was inside an icicle, Trapped As if I were part of it, I believed I was. Everything was cold, dead cold Have you ever seen the world from inside of an icicle? I have. You would ask yourself every time you open your eyes, “who would want to pass over this frozen land ever?” “No ONE”, it’s what your heart and your mind would shout at you over and over to make you stop asking such foolish question and stop torturing them by lightening the glimmer of hope in them. I was stuck there and was about to close my icy eyes forever Then you came Out of the nowhere, “Who would like to see icicles”, I wondered and I thought I am losing my mind But then you started to stare at an icicle God, you looked real, not an illusion You started to stare at an icicle and guess which one you chose to stare at? Yes, the one I was stuck in You looked at it as if you could see me there, like you wanted to melt it till you release me. I was overwhelmed, confused You put your hand around it, and started to blow it you wanted to melt it by your breath, “how silly”, I thought But you stayed there, Long For long, Long time And kept blowing your breath Until I felt the warmth My heart started to beat My blood started to flow I felt warm inside too Now I was able to melt the ice too We both kept trying Until I merged out I was weak But free In your hands