SNOWFLAKE THOUGHTS

December 30, 2014

The Vintage Romance

The Vintage Romance

The Vintage Romance
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As I watch the snowflakes fall in peace,
I see them turning into Mother Nature's ice cold sparkling fleece.
Silently, cold and finely wrought,
Imagining each snowflake as a thought.


I watch them as they're floating to the ground,
Sinking deeper in the snow, softly touching, getting drowned.
Returning to their origin of life, melting down forever caught,
Becoming one with all the other thoughts.


A huge mass of should and should have been, 
Tangled, worried, undefined, unseen.
Never really touchable they are, 
Melting away as you reach out your hand a hint too far.

Unconsciously they cover the world, not knowing the power that they hold.
Their virtue, once meaningfully used, could be the solution, sheer, pure gold.

So keep your thoughts always sorted and clean, 
Observe their words, embrace their scenes.

Your mind is just another snowflake in the storm of a winter's tale,
Their oneness ever since so perfectly hidden by mankind under a densely veil.


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4 Kommentare

  1. wow so schöne fotos!!!

    ♥♥♥
    lg,
    Majka von
    MajkasWelt

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  2. RED is my favorite color!

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  3. I love your photos so much!
    When I look at this series of shots in my head sounds hoarse voice of Nick Cave:

    O Nancy's body is a coffin,
    She wears my tombstone at her head
    O Nancy's body is a coffin,
    She wears my tombstone at her head
    She wears her body like a coffin
    She wears a dress of gold and red
    She wears a dress of gold and red
    She wears a dress of red and gold
    Grave-looters at my coffin
    Before my body's even cold

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