Snowstorm

There goes my love, a snowstorm
Her wispers peal a nocturn
A cold kiss--my soul is warm
My love, a snow storm

The trail before us turns to white
Sound is softened by the night
The moon's master bids him rest
Stars hide in happiness

Softened light, a dusting sound
The streets are quiet all around
A hundred paths delight my eyes
A double trail we leave behind

With joy we track my Father's house
Many windows send light out
Many rooms await his sons
Warmed by the Holy One