The night time gaze of dark dreams
Wanders down the lonely allies.
White covered pavement screams
As feet pound the concrete beams.
The world is soft and silent
As the dark fills the void.
Traffic dims to a dying hum.
Lamp light glistens in broken beams.
The snow drops fall steadily, even,
And the ground fills slowly, white breathing.
There is a magic cold to breathtaking beauty,
And the white is such only in His glory.
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