Jonas

In the snow the long lost child A blink at once bold dreams now mild. Fading flickers struggling to survive To capture, stoke and keep alive. Mighty enough to close the local bars The tiny frozen falling stars Create a magic carpet ride I might take off or stay beneath to hide. Or angel feathers blanketing the world A time-machine of sorts unfurled. Woven into the downy dust Only in this crystalline god I trust Like leavened manna from above The stinging crumbs of long lost love And hope yet in these dwindling years Descends in nature's lacy tears.