Tales Of Snow

Stories of time flow in the air
Midnight dropped the veil
Covering meadows and rivers
Lonely tales beyond the tears and whisper of awe

Children are sleeping, but a barefoot boy is sitting awake
Little wanderer, he’s dreaming of magic flight and lost tales of snow
In a poem of heart he writes his name
Silent rhyme for a dream of sleepless blue and midnight song

Lullaby for a child
Wishes echoing still in bright northern lights
Calling deep dreams stay in heart

Candlelight, pale spark through the dark
Written a tale of a child’s heart
A tale drawn in eyes of barefoot boy dreaming of red kite, silent awe of the ride

Night whispers my name
Rhymes slowly fading away
Caressing a withering dream
For a heart of a dreamer
Losing myself in a mirror
Of deep poet’s sea, silent feel for him