acquainted with the cold
it was a temporary moldplenty wine between dusk anddawn timeat war to maintain a sober mindit felt insaneengaging in chatter with the Lord about myproblematic mattersi than understood after i traveled in his shoeshis lightening fuseerupting from the cold gazesthe brutal time of frustration that seeminglyamazes this trifling populationbut through it all i encountered some ofthe most amazing relationsthrough these dark phasesin my lifeit taught me patience and my restorationof sight