Morning, morning!

This morning was snowing,
when I see the snow I think about the perfect shapes of the snow flakes,
they are like little juwels,
a gift from heaven to remind us, slow down, take a look around, this is today,
I think that maybe if I could think harder about my love I could perhaps send him my thoughts traped into the snow flakes, blow them up north to the place where the east and west becomes one and the sky is so close to the celestial window,
like I feel close to him,
like we become one from east and one from west