Sheer Survival?

Is there such a thing as “sheer” survival?

When a person feels life’s boredom,

Is it not a kind of error?

Or glitch?

Today I observed a man surviving,

In Siberia.

Bitterest cold outside, and warm hearth,


But when he works in the deadly cold,


Splitting splintering wood,

Breathing biting air,

Does his soul not perceive?


In the whole of it,

There are universes?

The cosmos of human emotions,

The horizon of the mind,

Dimensions of spirit,

Depths of soul?

Run, run, run.

Scurry in, fast, before

Deadly frost gets you!

That arrest of life’s boredom,

Might freeze the cells,

Making mortally still,

Your humanity…

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