The Snow’s Mourning Dirge

When it falls, it falls in silence,

When it lands, it lands in quiet,

Hush, let it fall, let it sing the mourning dirge of fall,

Hush, let it sink, let the silence reverberate,

Quiet now, the silence sings a solemn lament,

Quiet now, the season changes, the frost sinks it’s greedy tendrils in the soil,

Slumber, the world says,

Slumber, the trees echo,

Sleep till spring, when the world begins anew,

Sleep till spring, or sleep forever more.