I Stained My Soul With White
Disguised as snowflakes, white angels descend smoothly from a distant land.
It snows blessings, crumbs of stars
over my house, and my dreams.
Full of happiness, I stained my soul with white, and brilliance, and warmth.
It was frozen, so I let it burn in love.
Eventually, it melted and flew out the window,
free to eternity, magnificent bird.
Copyright © Marius Alexandru | Year Posted 2020
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