• Snow
    by zepheria_windstorm

    at the first *clang* of the silver bell..
    atop the highest hill..
    they go and fell..
    as winds blew bitter and chill..

    dancing in the air gracefully,
    glowing with aura
    and gently, carefully,
    they break with a sound like orchestra

    grassfields coated with blankets of white,
    trees adorned with glittering sand,
    the whole night,
    the land became a wonderland

    as i lay down in patience,
    calmly and slow,
    i whispered in silence,
    goodnight, snow.