Snow

further... deeper than strong
the song of your maybes
plays in my heart over and over
like a hard rain
restores
the pieces -loose and hidden-
of my joy.

I'm a bumblebee fighting -got trapped
by the rhythm of your song-
a heart beat higher
like a hard rain
paralyzes
the reason -at the limits-
of my voice.

Crazier, faithfully truer
the brownish green of certainty
hits me to the ground/ and it's over
like a hard rain
frozen
in the ice of comfort zone/
of my yes.

Wilder, purer beyond control
the beauty of pretense
overflowing
like a storm
covers
all evidence of thought
And so it snows.