It’s cold outside

It’s cold outside, 

but here

beneath this tree

of knowledge,

i can hide.

It is cold outside

but here

beneath

this layer of self doubt

i can unfold my wings

and fly into

the dark cold night ,

leaving behind

this fright.

 

About seagullsea

a seagull flying over the great ocean of life observing.
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