Outside There is rain falling from above There is a river below, roaring to the tune of gravity There is food to cook There are books to read There is music pulling me back in time There is a fire that won’t start No matter how much we try No matter how many sparks fly Even with bone dry kindling This is fire won’t start Inside There is a bottomless ache, a gully of darkness Set to the backdrop of snow covered peaks That are higher than I could climb But a hug In the form of laughter Straight from the bellies of my best friends Is all the warmth I need today