It falls from heavens, silent and soft.
Covers us all in a robe of white, dims the steady sound of life.
It makes the land shine innocent and pure, a fluffy blanket over the world.
Nature breathes and does not move, as if the time has stopped.
It lays itself upon the earth, leaves a slithery lining on top.
Once light breaks through the walls of clouds, it turns to diamonds bright as the sun.
Guided by the wind it dances through the sky, glittering like fairy dust between the rays of glow.
Cold for the touch but a beauty for the eye, it melts as it touches the warmth of your hand.
