Just for a minute,
You hold your breath,
Clench your fists,
Your eyelids shut.
You feel the cold air,
The blanketing silence,
Your body is tense and you shiver violently.
Bent and transformed,
The eyes behind your tears are not the same as they used to be.
But maybe if you open them,
Let the light ignite your pupils,
See the trees and the flowers budding,
Maybe you'll see it's springtime again.