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...