Scarlet Snow

The shadows and stars
Reach out for my hand.
They comfort me in those moments
When you never can.
They see what you don’t
The tears you don’t know.

The whole world does grieve
O’er the first scarlet snow.
The trees carpeted in blood
Ice-frost as red as the sun.

At the day break
When the mind fog dissipates
And the world’s free of hate,
The sun gazes down
Through its liquid gold veins
Past the moon’s silver haze
At the hidden-beneath days.

Just waiting for the sun to return
And light them again
With its cold fire and soft burn
And ever-present slow-sick turn.

They see what you can’t
The tears you don’t sow.
The whole world slowly grieves
O’er the first scarlet snow,
When the world is no longer an innocent place
When the earth’s held by blood
And disdain
And pure hate.

We thought sin was safe…
We were fools! But too late…
The whole world doth grieve
O’er the first snow that lay
Scarlet in the blood light of the downtrodden day…

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