Snow Hymn

We are shoveling
the God given winter flowers to build fortress
until its melting faith devoted to sunshine
bit by bit
A white out silver kingdom
everyone could dream could love and could die from
We like to be buried
we like to slide in ski on or just sleep through
The endless individualities simply blend into one
One that overs an entity
one that disappears in transparency
one that breeds every color in spring
one that purifies our soul
yesterday, today and tomorrow