I am Jazzily Deep in the Cold

I feel it in my head
In my body
In my being
I feel it in my mind
In my skin
In my hands
In my psyche
I feel it in the Earth
In my loneliness
In my anger
In my waking dreams
I feel it in my impatience
In my sadness
In my regretting acceptance
In my bandagd heart
I see it in the eyes of my friends
In my frustrated mother's
In my old father's
And in my dark, blind brother's
How I long to feel the hands and arms and cold feet of a lover
Of someone without this small town under his, her feet
Unafraid of everything
Unafraid of torturous responsibility and going on faith
Unafraid of freedom
Unafraid of loss and forgiveness
Unafraid of change
O how I see the seasons change and want to bust with running feet and falling tears like rain cooling pavement
Icy dreams, let the snow fall and cover me so I may finally rest my sacred, scared and troubled mind
Let the sun warm the cool snow and may the Earth feel me there
And let the building take notice and the pavement welcome me home
Let the hope of the future bring me to contentedness and the beauty and quiet and strength in today's moments keep me blessed and present now
Let me live the life I please in present and know I an free for expression and love and will always find love from others
Let the music play jazzily deep in the air