Snow is coming
Snow is falling, again, from a dark-black heaven. |
The coldness makes a burst of white-damp waterdrops -
from breathing lungs.
Walking on the snow into the mountain hall.
The wind starts sounding, and a load of white and dusty snow whirls -
It is time for returning - walking home to shelter -
music and poem composed by © Abnescio
A song and its poem made by Abnescio. The season for snow, ice, darkness and coldness is coming. This composition gives a sensation of wintertime. Parts of everybodies lives are involved with winter seasons. It is time for inside work and waiting for the sun to return.