Snowflakes fall from clouds of cotton, <br />the Concretes darkness is now forgotten. <br />Footprints to my destination, <br />the silence is my meditation. <br />Fresh snow shimmers in the night, <br />when the snow is gone <br />it's in the sky <br />and all the whiteness in my sight <br />will flash upon my inward eye. <br />The ice like thin crystal sheets <br />are placed atop the pond <br />the sparkling dust <br />that sweeps across <br />you'll see the best at dawn. <br />Sometimes life plays fast and hard <br />and it leaves you with no where to go, <br />but nothing seems more calming <br />than the booming silence of the snow. <br /> <br />© Arrianna Prentiss<br /><br />Arrianna Prentiss<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/silence-of-the-snow-2/
