Now why this soul was bleeding The angel had to So invisible, he by him And then gently touched his
caused the man to stand there still Despite the cold And while he stood there in that The read his soul
It seemed the man was not always The man he had And that angel wondered how change had happened And it had begun
The man had been born to a and religious family And raised in the And all his childhood man, clearly, had been blessed
He grew up believing, among things Man was made in the of god He went to school, all rules While working very
He had always to help others Excelled at nearly task And when he'd graduated school Of course, he was the first one in his
And in his summer When it was for him to leave He had offers several colleges All of ivy league
And at in all his studies He received straight "a"s And when he his hand in theater He got the lead in the senior
It to nearly everyone There was no talent he lacked And for three on the football team He was, the quarterback
And he also met the girl Who did his wife With her, his was now complete He had the perfect
When they had college They wed in a ceremony quite grand Then moved to new york In a they seemed caught Where all had perfectly planned
She decorated their park apartment In a 1920's style And six months after had moved in She told him, would soon be having a child
And after their first He they were having a son Their could not have been better And they had only begun
they arrived early at the hospital On the delivery The father was no chances And did not to risk being late
But while waiting the delivery room He could tell something was going wrong For too many were rushing in With none out for too long
When her own doctor finally out several nurses at his side He said that his wife had started And despite their efforts, she died
Then in an to console him A nurse gave him his newborn to But from the way the child limp in his arms He knew there was still more bad to be told
The then gave the prognosis As gently as anyone But before he could explaining The only too well understood
The child had been cut off from For minutes, is far too long The damage was now His brain permanently
never hold a job, Learn to read or ever And it be a miracle If the even learned how to walk
And those words the father felt His entire falling apart And he stumbled for the words to The tearing inside of his
He out, why did god have to take her While she was still so And then as if to cut him Leave thing here as his son
"please explain to me wisdom How he decide To from me my precious wife While leaving this
is no reason for this life Why he even exist And if he had been born There is no way he'd have ever been
If man is made in image something here is surely amiss For is nothing of god of god of god of god of god in this"
And then he asked for the To be placed in a state run And he had signed the papers He into that night alone
And in this world he unkind He built a wall around his And every he'd add new parts Until it had enclosed his heart
He kept his job and paid his As he slowly a silhouette Of a man among the tombs While living his life within his
He distanced from all his friends his sisters and brothers And as time it went by, he his eyes So they could see the flaws in others
With this final glimpse, the angel stepped And the man shook out of his trance Then continued his back towards his home And few have given his soul half of a chance
And the angel himself helpless As he watched that old man So he did even humans do And he said a prayer
And as the prayer to his lord The did decide To follow the old man And stay by his side
For on this can one deny The gift of a more eye To cast our fellow man And on this night to
The of childhood dreams fireflies over summer streams And if one dared to time's veil Could one retrace those childhood
But whispers in the winter's of rescued dreams, forgiven sins And who us shall be deemed To some forgotten dream?
So on this of christmas eve As once again the spirits Its dreams and colored lights With bits of magic into each
And as the comes gently down Its soul to reach the ground To scars the world still feels Perhaps to give time to heal
For as men in money And professors in what they God invests in Like invests in snow
WISDOM OF SNOW]