"Life is the dancer and you are the dance."
Eckhart Tolle

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Naked and cold

I’m standing here naked
My nipples hard against the cold
In this place I am exposed

I need some cover: a place to hide
I want a cape to wrap myself in
Something to make me feel warm again

The rain falls cold all round me
Forming muddy puddles at my feet
Showing me where I have been

Tomorrow this ground will be frozen
Making beautiful crystalline patterns for all to see
I must move my unclothed body from here
And look for shelter: from the unforgiving elements

I cannot move, I am paralyzed
I do not want anyone to see me here … naked

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