Time Passes
Snowflakes lit by sunbeams
blowing gently,
fragile as shadows
making rainbows in the fiery light
then softening as the fire fades.
Becoming softer
for a time.
But time passes.
Catch them quickly in your hair
they're already harder now,
even though the sun
is glistening still
bright as fire
forging jewels,
crunchy crystals
shining harshly
like diamonds
while the sunlight lasts.
But time passes
It’s cooler now as
the light starts fading.
The surface is giving way to ice
losing it's warmth.
And we're skidding,
sliding
beyond control.
slipping away,
blinded now by tears of ice.
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