The snow is deep on the ground. <br />Always the light falls <br />Softly down on the hair of my belovèd. <br /> <br /> <br />This is a good world. <br />The war has failed. <br />God shall not forget us. <br />Who made the snow waits where love is. <br /> <br /> <br />Only a few go mad. <br />The sky moves in its whiteness <br />Like the withered hand of an old king. <br />God shall not forget us. <br />Who made the sky knows of our love. <br /> <br /> <br />The snow is beautiful on the ground. <br />And always the lights of heaven glow <br />Softly down on the hair of my belovèd.<br /><br />Kenneth Patchen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-snow-is-deep-on-the-ground/
