It calms the night
It sings in the wind
Howling back at me

Delicately it falls on me
Each flake chooses it's path
I grow careless of it's presence

I am a spec in it's wake
This cloudy white mass
I tremble beneath it

But it doesn't frighten me
I enjoy the simple qualities
And I let it be

It can bring laughter
It can bring happiness
It can bring comfort

It can turn into something dark and hazardous
That can make us slow down
Or spin out of control

We can't always avoid it's nature
It is not ruled by choice nor thought
It falls on random occasions

At first sight, it overwhelms us with joy
After experiencing it for too long
It grows old to us and we wish it to end

But it will never fail to fall on us again...