I'm embracing this coldness,
such that was brought by the wind
and flowing water.
I want to feel it, keep it,
breathe it in deep in my lungs,
then see it take form out of my breath.
This coldness, that came after
those painfully hot days
makes me glorious.
Aye, as long as I'm cold, I have glory!
Yet I know that when the time comes
that the chill stays long enough
in my bones, muscles and organs,
the glaring sun would rise
and meet me again,
and bring me new glory.