An iced air skims across the skin in waves
And pulls the hair from faces that it sees
If frosted clouds the suns path coldly paves
Then slow and sinking, all the stars it frees.
And empty minds fill hollows in the heart
As heavy bodies heave and heat the world
While silence finds itself inside lost art
The pages of the mind remain unfurled
Warm and waiting, watching willingly
Adrift within a sea of happy fools
Beneath, water that sweeps past chillingly
To fill the gaps and sit in swelling pools
The quiet drip and subtle splash of rain
Is peace beyond the city's common drone
Lost in cold and thought, free of fear and pain
Happiness is found and cherished all alone.
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