Whispering Wind

Fallen snow covering rooftops, pigeons walking on tiles, claw prints intertwined. Water changing colour becoming ice, scattering light. Air being trapped on the tips of ice crystals, appearing a beautiful white sight. Cold wind blowing with a loud whispering sound, hurting my mind. Triggering memories of a lifetime with you, years and years rewind. Waking up from the pain in the past, my aching heart confined. Wavelengths of red, orange and yellow releasing the sun, becoming free as the moon appears bright. *S.Ü*