Snow
- Laura Zhang

- Nov 12
- 1 min read
Had this soft poem come through in the morning mountain land of snow as my face was pressed against the bus window looking out across the beautiful mountain landscapes of Hokkaido as the road wove ever upwards carrying me on towards Niseko.
White snow
snow white white
liquid light
frozen white light
snow white light
sunlight glitter
dancing
soft & powdery
silent white snow land
wind and snow flurry
hurry
snow white wind
snow dance
slow dance
wind white flow dance


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