The boy once asked for a land full of sugar
The God asked “fine or coarse grain, dear ?”
The boy said “finest fine is fine for me”.
And it was granted in cold white fine dust.
The boy was mesmerized by chilly bus rides
Through the clouds on road which winded up the ghats
He asked for days of travel through the clouds
On the land, and there was cloud on the roads.
The girl would shout with childish clamour
Excited when the container of rice flour
Fell on the floor, for she could walk and slide,
As if on snow; the roads were spread with white.
The baby elephant who once tasted salt,in infant fantasy,
Wanted a world covered in the white powder,so tasty,
All over the surface, where it could roll, happily
Have a little or all whenever, it was the snow.
The child in the grown-up wanted to fall
And never break a bone whatever the fall
And the coincidence happened near the fall
Niagara and the lake effect made it fall.
The teen who got a sniff was addicted to the drug
And wanted the dreams through the stuff come true
In a sense of a joyous life full still on the brew
And sleep and walk on the white dust of the crew.
Taking upon the task to complete the task all at once
How much was needed was beyond the measurement in tons
So, it was made simple, to let the cloud pass over the road
Make it feel chilly, cold, dusty and out of the world.
The snow was made, not without much thought.
Based on the wishes as dreamy colourless white,
Shapeless, flaky, powdery, featureless sight,
Restless, slippery, forgery, seamless light.
PS: Walk on the snow, Courtesy – Lake effect Advisory at Buffalo.