I burn for weather worth weeping for
Let it pour, think with gray
Leave me soaked
Dreary, dismay, dark
Knee-deep, trapped in the mire
Bound internal existence
Blast me with blistering, bitter arctic wind
In the chilling, all-reflecting snow
Miles of white coats obstruct the deep, hard blue skies
Peer upward, revel in the shadowy overcast
Revel in my clandestine eyes,
View prodigious nature from my perspective:
Brightest of white light reflected from thick clouds
Snow— so pure, so delicate, so soft
A flash of light send an illustrious glow
Turn the lights out,
Millions of beams shine back
Encompassed in nothing but an expanse of empty space
When one disregards the true intrinsic value,
Beauty is eternally lost