and the streets rest, silent
Gentle, gentle, the snow has fallen,
overnight beneath the amber lens of street lamps
Blowing, flowing, powdering the air and sky
the wind carries the whiteness softly, softly
Outside this corner of the world is silent, silent,
just sparkles that glowed gold and rose throughout the night,
a scene of silent movement
Written: 12/20/09
Image: My own
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