Spring into winter*
A piece of dust from the skies above
Come falling down in its love
A little at a time to see it grow
Blanket of purity, let it snow
As we watch this from a blossomed tree
Mother nature comes with her purity
Spreading her love with such grace
Tiny little angels dance in space
Music that is only rhythm without a sound
Wonder of these little angels hit the ground
For now all to be baptized in white
To paint on this canvas a beautiful sight
Dom*Colucci 2013