the wisdom of snow

now why this man's soul was bleeding

the angel had to understand

so invisible

he stood by him

and then gently touched his hand

which caused the man to stand there still

despite the winter's cold

and while he stood there in that trance

the angel read his soul

it seemed the man was not always like

the man he had become

and that angel wondered how that change had happened

and when it had begun

the man had been born to a kind and religious family

and raised in the midwest

and all throughout his childhood

this man

clearly

had been blessed

he grew up believing

among other things

man was made in the image of god

he went to school

observed all rules

while working very hard

he had always tried to help others

excelled at nearly every task

and when he'd graduated high school

of course

he was the first one in his class

and in his eighteenth summer

when it was time for him to leave

he had offers from several colleges

all of them ivy league

and at college in all his studies

he always received straight a"s