Swirl

White sky, broken into a million delicate fragments. A stately falling down. Slow as dreams. An ever more pale landscape. Backgrounding it: Madeleine Peyroux smoothly singing, "Smile" (from, Half the Perfect World). I'm thinking of standing in snow fall. How quiet it is. The world, gone to slow white fantasy. I'm thinking of looking up into that snow globe swirl. Catch a crystal on my tongue, and --

"-- find that life is still worthwhile...if you just smile."