Apart from what we now call love
Apart from us, and up above
Is the idea of ideas
The skies of the seas
And what feeling truly cease.
"We are to be frozen."
We are not to be, but yet we are.
Is now the time to seek the dawn?
To freeze, to face death and to be alone?
We are to be humans, warm and beautiful
We are to have souls.. free and freezable.