Snow Flakes(Prose)
A snowstorm they said
would pass through here
that cold night.
Inches of a crystilline cover.
Flakes,
infinitely small.
Frozen.
I see them now.
Messengers of silences.
In repose.
A world of white and blue.
I draw near and read.
The truth in two colors.
I understand.
May God keep us in an embrace.
would pass through here
that cold night.
Inches of a crystilline cover.
Flakes,
infinitely small.
Frozen.
I see them now.
Messengers of silences.
In repose.
A world of white and blue.
I draw near and read.
The truth in two colors.
I understand.
May God keep us in an embrace.
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