Photo by
sosou_nino
Warming hands, proof of life
A cold, cold winter day.
The moment I submerged my hands,
which had turned cold
as ice,
into a basin of hot water.
As if spring had arrived only there,
a warmth
slowly spread.
I love this moment
irresistibly.
Gently wrapping
my numb hands,
the cold air
gradually melts away.
That tingling sensation
reminds me
that I am alive.
I am breathing right here.
#noteDeNoelLetter
▼ I am participating in Rin Kiki's note de Noël.
Day 27 Theme: Warming hands
*Lately, there have been many in the "something like poetry" series. They've become a bit of a favorite of mine. Some people have even told me the photos are lovely, so I'm getting carried away and pasting them in (laughs).
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