Where do we go for more?

in a store

or on a lonely shore

the cold wind changes

how I feel

its crisp aliveness

makes me sense

the seasons.

the bitterness of nature

is a delicious drink

for without a coat, we can get one

and the warmth of our own bodies

is more satisfying than a temperature-controlled room

there is honesty out here

and maybe it hurts, but I feel the pain

and it makes me feel alive

for the hours lost and nothing gained

is a pain I cannot feel.

Some would say, “Life is a Game.”

“Nothing Ventured, Nothing Gained.”

But feeling alive, is the feeling I want

What do you want?