A smile frozen in snow, across the lake, like a shadow,
The ice is thick, the walk is long, as I pleasantly hear natures sweet song.
The sun as it beats its warmth like a flame,
In a puzzelment of universes small without blame.
I smiled back like a ghost and felt the energy of saints.
For life to be a greater good.
Like heaven where death deceives his own hood.
And lives everlasting, beneath bluest skies.
Eternal, where no one and nothing does die.