"Amid isolation, warmth invites the heart to seek the unknown beyond the threshold."
A door of snow glows in the frozen night,
Its warmth beckons through the biting white.
Twisted trees guard the path with silent grace,
While mountains loom, draped in a soft embrace.
In barren lands where shadows gently weave,
The heart beats strong, though the world may grieve.
Reality bends like branches in the cold,
Offering solace to secrets untold.
