Reaching Past Winter

Dodge

In these
Our true and restless hearts
We cry out
and engage
a world complacent
toying with the edge
of places dark
and futures cold

We few
who while sleeping
are yet awake
somewhere
in this ebbing light
and holding fast
we sound this alarm

In this
Our greatest moment yet
We say no
to the whirlwind
sweeping by
as it tries to swallow whole
our very reason
to live

Yet we dodge the name
and the cost
of our salvation
in the interest
of being great
for a legacy
we cannot keep