Frost makes its way from beyond the azure blue,
snow falls as fast as it will please,
passing through a cold winter breeze.
The clouds shift to a form the world anew,
never learning how to fly,
white sparkles float down from the sky.
I stare at the night sphere to search for what is true,
pure ice shows how a person can be,
as the winds wail in currents freely as the sea.
Jun 29, 2015
Jun 29, 2015 at 9:24 PM UTC
Frost makes its way from beyond the azure blue,
snow falls as fast as it will please,
passing through a cold winter breeze.
The clouds shift to a form the world anew,
never learning how to fly,
white sparkles float down from the sky.
I stare at the night sphere to search for what is true,
pure ice shows how a person can be,
as the winds wail in currents freely as the sea.
