One day five noiseless snowy owls
knocked almost soundless at the window glass.
They've brought some news for lone soul
and have dissolved forever like the past.
They've brought unceasing quiet sorrow
like those you've brought me on the Christmas eve,
appearing suddenly in hollow
on fragile butterfly white weightless wings.
The modest guest from reckless childhood,
the lovely paladin of a shy girl
had flown at night to be the sign for
exhausted soul... but the end is known...
We'll be together when the bowl
of heaven trials overflows at once.
The same was shown by snowy owls
That day they knocked slow at the window glass.
White paladin. The Christmas eve prediction
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