The Key to Winter

The key to winter is
finding meaning
in grays,
clouds — absence of sky
amongst the smog and bare
life in the suspension thereof.
Warmth within, despite
the biting cold strolling along the sidewalks.
Embrace frost, see its
intricacies.  Neglect how it hurts
fingertip feelings.
Throw a wad of snow
white, soft and harmless
to mock-harm a friend –
hear how the cold slows the echoes
of laughter as the ball bursts
upon chest, on arm, leg.