A Poem by Richard Helbert

The feel of the cold wind
it is the one thing alive
in a time of death
it refreshes and reboots
the soul

To be truly cold is to be alive
it reflects life in all its glory
simple and sweet and pure
cold and painful so uncompromising
and that is something worthy of respect
real and raw and beautiful
its power is one of subtle grace
yet it always is there
reminding us that we are what we are
fragile and weak at times
yet we survive
and that is all that matters

© 2015 Richard Helbert

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Added on February 14, 2015
Last Updated on February 14, 2015


Richard Helbert
Richard Helbert

appalachia, VA

I like to write, and I like to read. I write because its something I feel like I have to get out of me at times. I enjoy reading others work and opinions. more..