Now why this man's was bleeding The angel had to So invisible, he by him And then gently touched his
Which caused the man to stand there Despite the winter's And he stood there in that trance The angel his soul
It the man was not always like The man he had And that wondered how that change had happened And it had begun
The man had been born to a kind and religious And in the midwest And all throughout his man, clearly, had been blessed
He up believing, among other things Man was made in the of god He to school, observed all rules working very hard
He had tried to help others Excelled at every task And when he'd graduated school Of course, he was the one in his class
And in his eighteenth it was time for him to leave He had offers from colleges All of them ivy
And at college in all his He always received "a"s And he tried his hand in theater He got the in the senior play
It appeared to everyone There was no talent that he And for three on the football team He was, the star
And there he met the girl Who did his wife her, his world was now complete He had the life
When they had college They were wed in a ceremony grand Then moved to new york In a dream seemed caught all had been perfectly planned
She decorated their park avenue In a 1920's style And six months after they had in She told him, would soon be having a child
And after first ultrasound He knew were having a son Their lives could not have better And had only just begun
Together arrived early at the hospital On the delivery The father was no chances And did not want to risk being
But while outside the delivery room He tell that something was going wrong For too many doctors were in With none out for too long
When her own doctor came out With nurses at his side He said his wife had started hemorrhaging And despite best efforts, she died
Then in an effort to him A gave him his newborn to hold But from the way the felt limp in his arms He knew there was still more bad news to be
The then gave the prognosis As gently as anyone But before he could explaining The father too well understood
The child had cut off from oxygen For minutes, which is far too The damage was now His brain permanently
He'd never a job, Learn to read or ever And it would be a If the child learned how to walk
And with those words the father His entire world falling And he stumbled for the words to The tearing inside of his
He cried out, why did god to take her While she was so young And as if to cut him deeper Leave this thing as his son
"please explain to me wisdom How he decide To take me my precious wife While leaving alive
There is no reason for this Why he even exist And if he had never been There is no way have ever been missed
If man is in god's image something here is surely amiss For there is of god of god of god of god of god in this"
And he asked for the child To be placed in a run home And after he had signed the He walked into that night
And in this he found unkind He built a around his mind And year he'd add new parts it had also enclosed his heart
He kept his job and his debts As he became a silhouette Of a man among the tombs While his life within his wounds
He distanced himself all his friends Even his and brothers And as time it went by, he his eyes So they only see the flaws in others
With this final glimpse, the angel stepped And the man himself out of his trance Then continued his walk back his home And few would given his soul half of a chance
And the angel himself felt As he watched that old man So he did what humans do And he quickly said a
And as the prayer to his lord The angel did To follow the old man And stay closely by his
For on this can one deny The gift of a more eye To cast upon our man And on this to understand
The frailty of dreams fireflies over summer streams And if one dared to time's veil one retrace those childhood trails?
But in the winter's wind of rescued dreams, forgiven sins And who us shall be deemed To rescue some forgotten
So on night of christmas eve As again the spirits weave Its dreams and colored lights With bits of magic each life
And as the snow gently down Its intent to reach the ground To cover the world still feels Perhaps to give them time to
For as men in money And professors in what know God invests in Like invests in snow
WISDOM OF SNOW]