Snow

Yesterday was rain

With polkadot asphalt,

The wind made a current

Sky turned white

And slowly descended.

Today is different

Frosty little tidbits

Floating down to earth.

Earth shivers at its touch

Just like a first kiss.

Liquid becomes solid

At the gentleness

Of your touch.

And you say to me,

“I colour the ground,

To remind you I’m around.”

– Vagabond Prophet