Frost

Bimal
1 min readJan 4, 2021

I’m awake, it’s cold
I’m out here, processing my thoughts
Hoping to create a mould
I’m all out of sorts

I have a million layers on
Yet my glasses are off
Facing the winds and rain that pushes upon
Walkers, runners sweeping past, it’s a stand off

Asking questions of myself
Who am I, what do I want
Every thought process placed on a bookshelf
The sound of nature this morning is a constant

Birds and the bee just waking up
All I need is a time to think
A dog is staring at me on a gallop
I have some words of wisdom, get me some ink

Nature is rising, open your mind
You’ve got this figured out
Slowly by slowly, planned and combined
You’re not looking for a handout, it’s all humankind

I got, I got it, we’re part of the ecosystem
The trees, the plants, the birds, the dogs and the bees
Once we’re all singing in rhythm
Let’s get back inside, I think I’m about to freeze.

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