To See the Snow

Winds will cease their sloppy blows And the sky will spray its hose Inside my heart remains warm Inside I see a new storm Children will play in their yards And I with my broken shards Inside my heart are cold walls Inside I see the first snow falls Trees will hug the frozen ground And I, ventricles I found I will hug warm my heart’s branch That I bleed an avalanche Families will gather round And my heart its silent sound I will listen to the blood And get lost in my own flood Winds will carry black old crows And the sky will spray its hose Inside my heart I will go Feeding my eyes with the snow