Words fell like snowflakes from the sky
Melted on my ears
Pity the earth's curve, she could not see
The answer in my eyes.
I spoke it like a giant red oak
To startled gaze of visitors.
I said love is stronger then everything
Except the pain of pride
My words climbed up in the wind
I never saw them again
Only the litany of silent clouds.
Copyright © David Smalling