when large flakes of snow came down today
and the tip of my nose felt cold
but everything else was snug inside sweater
and scarf and hat and hood
I thought this isn’t so bad
the cold ground
with leaves stiff and shiny
and no blue
only grey or maybe even pure white
and all the mountains finally standing
with naked trees showing
and that’s when I felt it
the succumbing to the inevitable
the knowing that no wish
will change it
and the letting go then
of all wishes
what it is is not as sad as it may sound
what it is is freedom
I like it. I feel like it could be a real word.
I just like the thought of this.
Your nose was cold, but everything else was warm "It's not so bad."
I love it.
Even though our bodies tend to work in unison. One part hurts and the whole thing is contempt.
I guess our minds work the same way.
One thing goes wrong and our whole days are ruined.
Parts of us hurt, other parts feel fine, and others feel great. Our mood inevitably depends on which parts we succumb to.