Snoem

Snoem 02/09/2010

If I sit still enough,
I can hear you singing.

I didn't hear you
on the day it snowed --
the world quiet,
the din muffling your sound.

It now seems grey
like the slush on my unplowed street.
Oh, to live the purity of
newly fallen snow!

But snow is cold.
No, give me your fire
and burn the slush out of my heart,
steaming love through the world
like hot chocolate for all men.

If I sit still enough,
I can hear you singing --
calling me, calling me.
Shhh...quiet heart.
Listen.

Fire, burn it all away.
Leave only your voice.

Katharine Key Music