bits of snow fall diagonally from the sky

from the white cotton blanket of above

synchronized  with the wind, tiny flakes on notes

ease from a frozen sky

and from water,

to water they shall return

upon  cold and january ground they find themselves

their falling purpose

meets gentle melting never-ending

lit up under night’s yellow glow for an instant

racing in a twisting turning easy shift

as velvety plucky as violin vibration

past black branch and rooftop rush

rotation of exhilaration

soft

soft

soft

slow

slow

slow

we

all

fall…………………………

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