Chip of a Snowflake - Hogni

In the dead of night not a soul out here

The moon

The silence

Just the frozen ground cracking underneath my feet

My breath

Warming steam

The thought weighs

less than the chip of a snowflake

less than the chip of a snowflake

It is the feeling

It nurtures

It kills me

Down from heaven snow gently falls

So white

and pure

I lay my body down spread my arms out open

Become one

with my surroundings

The thought weighs

less than the chip of a snowflake

less than the chip of a snowflake

It is the feeling

It nurtures

The thought weighs

less than the chip of a snowflake

less than the chip of a snowflake

It is the feeling

It nurtures

That kills me

That kills me

That kills me

That kills me

(when will I ever learn?)