The snow fell, as it was born by Winter...     Trees in black naked beauty  Came singing a praise  And hiding their gold, like greedy gnome  Is burying his treasure, dance snow.  Winter covered their frozen roots  With the pillow of tender haze,   Under which the grass fell into glassy sleep,   Entering generous bliss.    Mountains replied to me greeting the Queen  Of blowing winds and ice-crystal worlds,   And her flying servants that are never seen  Were carrying leaves as they came on the Earth.  Whistling like trumpet on funeral act  Grey blizzard came releasing white snakes,   And myriad of warriors in sparkling white dresses  Were carrying the tongues of the saints on stakes.    White spears and swords  Ripped off angels' hearts,   Cold was freezing their wings.  And night slowly fell  On forest beneath  Like fingers of bard on strings,   On forest lying under  Mountains of mine,   Under wind, whispering legends of time...   And ice-storm along  With the Children of woods  Sang joyful and furious rhymes.    ... As abused angels left the Earth  The call of freedom started it's way!!!     I was going on the other side  Of sacred new day  To infinity of blinding black mass  Absorbing the mind.  I was going on the other side  Of dying sun's heat  To icy and frozen nature  Absorbing saints' lives.    And I saw burning shadows of the past  Along with crystal and fathomless lakes.    ... and the snow fell as it was born by Winter...