Staring at one point I see all
Things unseen before begin to matter more
Scent of winter rises in surrounding reality
In soothingly cold and chilly air
I can feel it
Try to believe it
Shyly I touch your cold, pale cheek
Which is delicate like the falling snow
I see so much life this short December day
Though I know life is born in spring
I can feel it
Try to believe it
All has meaning, all has purpose
While among the snowflakes I dance
The spark I found by the crib
This flicker of hope swirls with me
The light makes me brave among the darkness of mind
I can feel it
Try to believe it
Its spell brightens many sad affairs
Even though it is so much shorter now
This amazing day I understood the value of life
And was born again one more time
I can feel it...
All has meaning...