| Morning Blue The gentle kiss of a snowflake If only it would last Look to the sky for the angel Who blesses this hour She cannot be found Hiding behind clouds As deep and blue as any ocean Crystals like the sweetest sugar The snowfall ferments and intoxicates A gentle sensation Blissfull and numb The mind becomes empty The body free of the soul Even the heart is still The chips and the cracks Filled by winter's gift The soft white blanket Under which the world sleeps The sweet kisses of angels Their silence And unconditional love |