Treasure Island

Autumn Winds

(July 22 1993 / Sanfrancisco, California)

Snow


Snow
Gently falling

Twirling and dancing

As it falls to rest on the ground

Little crystals
Made of ice

Make a soft bed apon a hill

Blanketing everything in peace

Seemingly untouched
The perfection astonishing

All I want to do is rest

To sleep, untouched by time

As soft as it looks
My bed of snow

Enfolds me

I close my eyes

And drift into
wonderful oblivion

Submitted: Saturday, April 21, 2012
Edited: Thursday, May 17, 2012
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