Not Knowing

There’s power in not knowing any better,

in not realizing how cold ten-below is, 

or how sixty-seven straight days over 

one hundred can make ninety-five feel cool. 

And if you have seen both extremes,

the cold burns your toes and ears, 

and the hot boils your blood, 

making either extreme an unfortunate crisis

of conscious. 

Before you knew the summer heat, the winter cold was an inconvenience, not a bulwark against out-of-door endeavors. 

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