Slow down your anxious mind,
set yourself free of the day
put on your coat, your scarf
step outside.
If you watched
the falling of the snow
caught in the light, the sky
falling to the ground.
Swirling, pulled,
in eddies and whirls
landing, light, heavy
upon the fallen leaves.
Fading yellow, to rust
the oaks and the maples soon
buried
under a blanket of white
a sense of calm, of peace.
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edited April 27, 2015
if you watched the falling of the snow – v2
November 19, 2011
if you watched the falling of the snow
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