Tumble softly, blessèd angels

Fall gently upon the earth

For mother is dry and brittle

Sweetly lay upon her skin, soothe her with your cool essence

Cover her in white

Hide her dead skin from the world

Let the trees no longer feel ugly, sculpt them into beautiful ice structures

Let the sun’s glory be reflected in your beauty

Give us hope

In times of darkness

Remind us

Of the beauty in every situation

Allow us

To feel beautiful as well

So tumble softly, ever so softly

For true beauty, needs no announcing