ShadowsCool
08-08-2011, 05:15 PM
Snow Dance
Exciting white drops came
From a mantle of loveliness
On the way down
She plays heavenly tunes,
On the verge of too much
She lets out a sigh.
If this be the cold of heaven
Then such joy she brings
To the angels who feather
Above their wings,
Waving at their good master
In all their delight.
The Angst of Life
The comfort,
The angst of life,
All mixed together
The stew of life.
The first breath taken,
The last word given,
The mystery of who we are.
The dream differed,
The dream realized,
What difference?
Exciting white drops came
From a mantle of loveliness
On the way down
She plays heavenly tunes,
On the verge of too much
She lets out a sigh.
If this be the cold of heaven
Then such joy she brings
To the angels who feather
Above their wings,
Waving at their good master
In all their delight.
The Angst of Life
The comfort,
The angst of life,
All mixed together
The stew of life.
The first breath taken,
The last word given,
The mystery of who we are.
The dream differed,
The dream realized,
What difference?