Mark Heathcote - The snow is falling…

The snow is falling and melting
Soon I’ll sleep and meet a star
That never melts or hides

Soon I’ll drift on a wind
That shakes a willow tree
That never ceases to caress me

Soon I’ll be traveling further
Then I’ve ever been or dreamed
Soon I’ll be a petal falling…

Into a crystal lake of blue ice
What more my “love”
Could I ask? Could I ask?
Could I ask of you?

Mark Heathcote

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-snow-is-falling/