silent snow

the silent snow
comes and goes.
As far as i know it just blows,
who knows where it goes?

softly falling from the sky
I can't stop to wonder why,
how can it fly, so high?

Peacefully drifting
lightly lifting
sweetly shifting

I wonder with all my might
how can this happen all night?
The snow is at a new hieght.

On and on it absuses my peace,
making my wonders degrow
For now it must overblow.





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