Being

 In the bitter chill

My focus

Is singular

The brain

Needs

To maintain warmth

Yet my cold breath

Reinforces

The need

For clarifying

The mission

In which

I’m the 

Only one

Who makes

It occur

Under the guidance

Of the Highest

And most glorious

In the land 

Of milk and honey

Is abundance

Because

She faces tribulation

But never falters

Because of the

Sustainer of her being

Lord

I am she

Remain in me

As I abide

In thee