...and snow was falling

as to many was hidden

but properly we perceive snow just really

when it comes with thousands of flakes and

covers the territory in which we linger



at the moment with it's

all-transforming white

doesn't it this we

take notice of it, but it

burdens or pleases

us just for this short moment

in which it dances



from the sky

and falls to the ground and melts

snow is just like unborn life

it pleases or burdens us just for

the moment in which it so we say lives



maybe a human life is only a snow-flake

in the eternity of the universe which dies



before it see's the light of the earth or melts

years later in its pain