Snowflakes are lazy to fall,
there is so little snow.
The land is grey with mud.
No winter was like that.
And such is our life -
sometimes we have to strive
to gain what we want best
and then reject the rest.
Oh why do we miss the sky?
The beauty of the night,
the silence of the day?
Why do we forget to pray?
But prayer is a tool
until the silence rule.
And when it happens, then
eternity began..
Snowflakes
© Copyright: Анастасия Гирш, 2016
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