Lyrical Interlude #2

windows of frosted ice
prisming candlelight
and somehow we start to believe

in the night and the dream
as it cuts through the noise
with the whisper of snow
as it starts to deploy

in the depths of a night
that’s about to begin
with the feeling of snow
as it melts on your skin

and it covers the land
with a dream so intense
that it returns us all
to a child’s innocence
and then what you’d thought lost
and could never retrieve
is suddenly there to be found...
on christmas eve !!