Lake Side Mile
The snow is much more giddy than rain! They're one in the same, but at the same time, they are so varied and different it is hard to know that they ARE the same.
The snow is far more giddy, indeed. It floats up, and down, and side to side, and in drifts, and in light flurries. It is soft, and has never been known to be hard in the air, or even compacted. As a snow ball, a human-scrutured piece, those flakes have combined to make something usable and constructive. They take themselves, all their being, and are used for the best of fun and pleasure. In no way is the snow spiteful. It could be called pure because of it's colour and all of the above, but I think it truely should be known as a friend, as a fun-filled, observant self!!
If you lay in the snow, you come to know yourself. If you lay in the rain, you come to loose yourself. Which one can be considered better, I wonder?
They are different. And, I'm sure you've made the connection already, but they truely are the epitamies of persons. One is the one you cannot hold onto, the one that is dark and wants to stay that way. To be gloomy. To not wait. It thinks it is immortal.
The other is patient. It gets along well with others. It doesn't just think of itself. It can be held. It eventually dies, but doesn't know what exactly will happen. It is optimistic. It is cheerful!! It is giddy.
The snow TOTS trumps the rain!!
The snow is far more giddy, indeed. It floats up, and down, and side to side, and in drifts, and in light flurries. It is soft, and has never been known to be hard in the air, or even compacted. As a snow ball, a human-scrutured piece, those flakes have combined to make something usable and constructive. They take themselves, all their being, and are used for the best of fun and pleasure. In no way is the snow spiteful. It could be called pure because of it's colour and all of the above, but I think it truely should be known as a friend, as a fun-filled, observant self!!
If you lay in the snow, you come to know yourself. If you lay in the rain, you come to loose yourself. Which one can be considered better, I wonder?
They are different. And, I'm sure you've made the connection already, but they truely are the epitamies of persons. One is the one you cannot hold onto, the one that is dark and wants to stay that way. To be gloomy. To not wait. It thinks it is immortal.
The other is patient. It gets along well with others. It doesn't just think of itself. It can be held. It eventually dies, but doesn't know what exactly will happen. It is optimistic. It is cheerful!! It is giddy.
The snow TOTS trumps the rain!!