Into The Woods

in this frozen woods I sit. Breathing in the frigid air for hours. The cold snapping through the body with each breath. In the icy silence I hear the beating of my heart, feel the freezing air in my lungs. I sit very still and listen. The callings of my soul start as a whisper, tumbling forward getting louder and louder. I feel the warmth spread thankful for peace. So grateful for the woods.