And in the cold,
I feel dead and undead
at the same time.
It's like the cold
is burying my body
six feet under --
what it's like
to be surrounded by
lifeless cold
not an ounce
of warmth around.
Yet, the cold
is stirring every pore
and every nerve bringing
it back to a different
kind of life --
a life of quiet and
just nature's elements
all around.
©jln.
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