Snow

Sad songs sing from my soul.

The deepest chasm, I fall down into.

The longest, loudest sigh erupts from my mouth.

Quiet, calm, caress smoothly, soft as a prayer.

To latch onto, to cling, to grab, to hoist.

Oh, to be released from shame. To be free again.

Close, capture, cover, envelop, help, realize.

Move upwards into the sky, through the clouds,

Resting on a mountain top of snow.