Winter ice thaws, beating hearts stall, time crawls, and I feel it all.

Snowy light, bright, white, and full of the same might that causes me to feel right.

Nature tells you things, hidden meaning in God's blue celling.

What'd Boston sing?

It's more than a feeling.

It leaves me reeling,

reminds me that

I'm more than

a human

being.

Well that wasn't too hard, was it? :3