Awaken now; the silver's on the trees,
The purple clouds are sailing
And snow is on the breeze.
Leave your frozen vault;
Nobody has to know
The Earth has hidden faults.
Your heart has warmed the ground
And melted off the ice,
And all without a sound.
Come with me to find
A better place for dying,
If that's what's on your mind-
Or, if you'd care to live-
Subterranean rooms
Anonymity, will give.
Patti Masterman
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/awaken-now/
