Arctic Fever - Cronian

Sitting in the subterranean chamber

Embraced by the vast solitariness

Seclusion concealed by a vision’s ember

That speaks the words of science grandness

And light determination in my soul

To unite with Terra and the mysterious

Order that lives on this crude pole

And transmits feelings of the ecstatic and delirious

The Arctic Fever tempers me to explore

The environment and my emotions

I’m an extraterrestrial in this secretive lore

Tested by organism’s corrosion

Like the wind is strong our relation is equally fragile

Contaminated, and then lost?

(exposed, and then refined?)

As organelle and mind reconcile

With the tundra, delta and every path I’ve crossed

Surrounded by millions, billions, zillions of species

But sometimes still I feel alone

'Cause microbes carry such neutral facies

Their expressions are trapped in ice and stone

But if I ever leave, I will return

'Cause my blood is heated by the Arctic Fever

My body freezes, but my soul burns

So, I’m both transmitter and receiver

For the climate’s magnitudes…