A Winter’s Night

Winter cold biting
At my lips – prickling skin sends
Shivers down my spine

On and on I walk
Numbed – I let frozen air in
Filling up my lungs

Refreshing, light blow
Renewing life, gushing in
And out – blessed pain

Empowered harsh rush
Icy touch bringing relief
Hushed cry, broken scream

Time lost, stolen voice
Compensated by the warmth
Of a stranger’s smile.

Featured image captured in Thonon-les-Bains, France, on Sunday, January 15th, 2017, with an iPhone 5S, HDR settings.


5 Comments Add yours

  1. Daria Kill says:

    Reblogged this on Let me give YOU the Moe-down and commented:
    The power of a stranger.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Singledust says:

    when its cold and so silent, a smile even from a stranger warms the heart. I could imagine being there just from your words.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you, Gina 🙂 I am glad my words speak to you. I completely agree with you!

      Liked by 1 person

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