She, then, like snow in a dark night, <br />Fell secretly. And the world waked <br />With dazzling of the drowsy eye, <br />So that some muttered 'Too much light', <br />And drew the curtains close. <br />Like snow, warmer than fingers feared, <br />And to soil friendly; <br />Holding the histories of the night <br />In yet unmelted tracks.<br /><br />Robert Graves<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/like-snow/
