In the cold outside
And the warm inside
Under thick blankets
I opened my eyes.
In the bright darkness
I could clearly see
A dent on my lion
Blood in my eyes
Red blood rose
Furious and wild
That brought darkness
even under pink light
fortunately for me
and for that darkness
there was a fakir
smiling in darkness
sitting under a blue tree
eyes closed in wisdom glee
he took in my red
into his warm pink halo
as my eyes cleared
the lion melted
my fears vanished
and love flourished
the cold outside
has become warm,
the roaring inside
is smiling with warmth
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