White
White
All day and all of the night
It falls and falls, a shower of white
Bits of clouds? Perhaps of light?
It falls all day and all of the night
Even at night it’s quite the sight
For the white colors the night bright
It falls and falls as this I write,
Cascades from an incomprehensible height
Floating like feathers, feathers so light
Or swinging in the wind, tiny, spiralling kites
So immaterial yet turning the very air white
Fills the meadow with a glowing carpet of light
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