Snow doesn't fall like rain
it meanders
The drifting snowflakes
settle my mind
I will fall
I will melt
I will rise again
Why hurry?
Each one a perfect
accident of nature
Their silent voices
rise a capella
like an endless scale
it meanders
The drifting snowflakes
settle my mind
I will fall
I will melt
I will rise again
Why hurry?
Each one a perfect
accident of nature
Their silent voices
rise a capella
like an endless scale
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