first snow…

Words fall like snow flakes

Gently on the ground

They melt away in presence

Leaving a shining essence…

 

Heart moves with a smile

Reflections on the wall

Is it me? Or you?

Impressions fall…

Like drops on the ocean

Do they leave a trace?

 

Drops, ocean, words, heart

See clearly what is lost

And what is found again

In these eyes looking within.

 

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