white flakes
(like eider-down)
flutter from heaven
collect on tree branches
hedges and shrubs
like your kisses
they caress my cheeks
brush my lips
burst on my tongue
they blanket all
leaving the path
an untouched virgin
a wonderland
of mystery
all traces
of my coming
have disappeared
making me question
am i here
at all?
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Yes, and I love the deep silence that only snow can bring. Meditating in a Japanese outdoor hotspa in the snow, is one of the most peaceful, pure and tranquil things I have ever experienced. Many thanks for this beautiful piece of expression. Best wishes!
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First snow is beautiful, but I don’t want winter yet! Lovely poem 🙂
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Beautiful lines
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