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Blizzards Rage Part 2

Ice and Radiance

By Rachel Vogelman Published about a year ago 2 min read
Blizzards Rage Part 2
Photo by Aaron Burden on Unsplash

I stand there,

My eyes stained red

And my cheeks flowing with tears,

Falling hard like a monsoon rain.

A stranger holds me as my body quakes,

Trying to be strong for far too long,

Pretending for an eternity

That my pain doesn't exist.

I caved. My emotions erupted

Like a volcano blasting ashes of tears.

But you wouldn't have guessed

Before caving in,

I embraced a blizzard,

Letting my heart and soul

Be like a dragon of snow and ice.

My heart became like stone

Though it still beats every day.

I had become a statue

Though I was breathing.

My soul was screaming,

But you couldn't hear

Because I drowned it with noise.

I buried myself underneath a frozen river.

With each breath, the coldness

Crept up my body as my blood slowed.

I consumed the snow

And it merged and became my skin.

My staff was a solid icicle

And my crown is solid snowflakes.

My skin became white as death.

No emotions lingered in my heart,

Because to feel only made me weak.

A blade of ice pierced my heart,

Forever severing me from life,

Or, so I thought.

Warmth suddenly surrounded me,

Like a tidal wave crashing down.

It crept up from my feet to my head.

My skin felt the breath

Brush against my skin

And I felt my heart beat again.

A voice so sweet ringing

Truth in my ears of

The death I felt in my heart.

As I began to breathe

And let my soul flutter again,

The tears began to fall,

Realizing that Love never left me.

The Lies became clear as crystal

And stood before me in the mirror.

I smashed the mirror and stood,

Once again embracing my White Rider.

I ran like a lost child into His arms,

Relief exuberating from my skin

As peace came to me like a supernova.

My Dark Night of the Soul revealed,

Unmasked from view,

But still trusting was a long road ahead,

But the sun began to peak

Above the horizon on my gray life.

Now I had my White Rider holding my hand.

Strength was placed on me

Like a breastplate in war

And I faced my giant.

Light and rain filled my heart,

Refreshing the death inside.

I sprung forth never looking back.

Now radiance bursts from my soul

Reflecting the treasure above,

Diving into deep waters

Only to discover the depths

Of love to be shared.

Let the healing begin!

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About the Creator

Rachel Vogelman

Poetry is one of my favorite writing genres. I will post my favorite poems that I've written here. I plan to eventually post short stories and maybe even a few book reviews. If you like what you read, feel free to leave me a tip. Enjoy.

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  • L.I.Eabout a year ago

    Love the metaphor and symbolism in this poem. Excellent writing.

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