The Snow
sings a song
you can only hear
in silence.
It speaks to those
who stand perfectly still,
a primal music
drumming in their chests:
Be still.
Be still.
Be still.
Be still …
I think we both know
I’m not really talking about snow.
❤
notes from a creative life …
The Snow
sings a song
you can only hear
in silence.
It speaks to those
who stand perfectly still,
a primal music
drumming in their chests:
Be still.
Be still.
Be still.
Be still …
I think we both know
I’m not really talking about snow.
❤
❤
❤
❤
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