In the blowing snow it's life you'll know
yet the pain'll stab like a knife.
Some days you'll know like a hammer blow
you'll swear it's all trouble and strife.
Then the freeze gets deep and the snow does heap
'til further you just can't go.
So you cease your trek; say "What the heck"
and sit right down in the snow.
Life is dark and the future is stark
yet shapes dance and play below.
Then a light up above sparkles with verse and love
transforming the midnight snow.
Your eyes meet hers, the world blurs
ice vanished in the heart of a star.
You're face to face in a Summer place
glad that you are who you are.
She says "Hello," but you couldn't know
watching aeons pass in her eyes.
Your soul is lit, but you just sit
watching stars being born as night flies.
Morning sun -- encounter done,
life hammers again as you rise.
Face to the sun and remember the one
with the starshine deep in her eyes.
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