Poem: Snow

Trzeba teraz w snieg uwierzyc? – Boleslaw Lesmian

Trzeba teraz w snieg uwierzyc?– Boleslaw Lesmian

We wake, and pull the curtains back.

Once more the world is black-and-white

(or white-and-black).

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“How can all change overnight?”

(you ask me) “How?”

I answer (and I fear I’m right):

“It’s snow we must believe in now.”

A father and his son, we walk.

You take my hand, warm in a glove.

Our footsteps creak.

How can they, on such soft stuff?

(you wonder) How?

I wonder too and if, my love,

it’s snow we must believe in now?

Travelling at the speed of light,

we make our way through galaxies;

to left and right:

stars a child could almost seize!

Amazing how

we navigate these cosmic seas

(this snow we must believe in now)!

Our skylight frames a silent film,

an animated swirling show:

white flecks of foam

that fall and rise (now fast, now slow).

Just look at how

they change their minds – and how they glow!

It’s snow we must believe in now.

So wake, and pull the curtains back

to find a world that’s black-and-white

(or white-and-black).

“How can all change overnight?”

(you’ll ask then) “How?”

Then answer (and your answer’s right):

“It’s snow we must believe in now.”