calling

We went out this morning [me and My Lovely One]. For a run.
It was the coldest morning for One Hundred Years. [I decided].
Down by the river: fog heavy/ground frosty.
Then suddenly: brilliant sun!
This little.chicken all choked up:
[out of breath and teary with happiness.]
Friends! Beauty is calling you!
Seek it out, soak it in, squeeze it tight.
Let it light you up inside.