Breathe.
Exhale as hard as you can.
Feel.
A chill as it nips at your fingers, toes and nose.
Smell the freshness of winter.
Feel the vicious kiss of cold on lips that chap and crack.
Be grateful.
Christmas is over,
We survived the year just left.
Cry tears for all who have departed.
First.
Now stop.
Breathe.
Life.
Love they who have just started.
Leave no stone unturned.
No lesson unlearned.
Live,
Love,
Thrive,
Survive.
No choice.
Together a world voice.
(c)LIVVI