The small moments were all that really mattered my friend

They have always been of the most importance to me

A walk in the blue snow under a freezing moon

The feel of the ice wind dusting my face

These very eyes were once blinded by the white summer sun

But now they contain only the darkness of the night

 

Witness

As I await the parting of the winter clouds

I touch your frozen hand

Which you have placed over my eyes

I can only see God in your darkness