Chilling Out!!!(Literally)

The winter has finally set in the Northern Plains. With a mild winter during December, many were disappointed especially those who yearn and crave for the Winters--ones relegated down to the south .
However the New year doesn't just rekindle new hopes and wishes; it begets changes starting right from the clime with a sudden fall in temperature and nil visibility to more visible signs later(I hope). The effect is more dramatized when you crave for winter and then it sets in after a prolonged hiatus. But it comes in all its fury accompanied by fog..Well people in higher forties and mid fifties(am talking abt latitudes ;)) would think that this winter is trivial; compared to their snowy winters even at sea level.. The truth ain't that however, tropical winters have an effect even greater than the temperate and sub-Arctic winters. You get locked inside your offices and homes avoiding the loo in summers and the chill in winters--which is a starking contrast.

But what I fail to understand is- why do some of us yearn for the chill, the winters-isn't it more uphill to do things in winters all across rich, poor, students, adult workers etc..I have my answer below(You may choose to differ)

The first chilly wind of the season
drives an inner happiness -no reason
You pine for more of this chill
for the weather to become ; like up there in the hill

The sweet frost bite sets in;
While the sun navigates to some far away land
The moon looks at us with a victorious grin

The fog pushes the moon-out of sight
Sets and engulfs ; forming a thick layer
With low visibility outside admist this fight
Its the perfect time to look within; or for some prayer

The far unknown mysterious tempest
soars the chill to its crest.
Winter says its my time again
the conquest is over and its my reign

The thrill sets in with the chill
Even though life gets a little more uphill

There is a latent spirit that rekindles
as the cold season loom over
The external juxtaposition is visible
as the fog clouds hover

Like the two parallel rail tracks intersect
at the major junction
The external realm crosses over
without any noticeable compunction

The alien and disconnected world just existed before
but now its visible in its crude and pure

Suddenly the circle around life expands
and the lines of separation fade into the horizon
The "nature" get enmeshed seamlessly
One interacts with the bios without deception

This demystifying external power enthralls you
The cosmos gets connected to you
There is some faint distant nebulous force
That guides a river and determines its course
Or influences man and shatters the over-confidence
Or overwhelms man in his cocky pretense

To be a part of the huge cosmos
Trivialised the past gain or loss
Helps appreciate the creation around
the diverse yet eclectic bios abound

Now I know why I crave for the cold season
The rendezvous gives me a redefined vision
The dark days shed the light
on the larger self and the "overall" might
Winters are beautiful, marvelling and yet ironic
crushing or tempering mankind- like sinking of the titanic
I feel happy within with the thought
There are many far away who would determine the plot
Neither should I take full credit nor full blame
When I realise that its a much more complex game

Months pass and I pine again
for the cold to arrive
for the part to know the whole
and this connect to "revive"

chill out completely till the dark cold prevails:)

Saurabh