Step outside
The cold wind in your face
It may blow you back at first
Do not tremble…it feeds on your shock
You may squint your eyes
But face it.
Chilling your perspective
But do not cover up
The shock, the sting
It prepares you for the day
It helps you with your work
It betters you
Take it in a little
It’s a cold welcome from the world, but a welcome nonetheless.
Would you really deny a shake if it was from a cold hand?
The Pen and Sword 