Snow,white pure and calm. It creates an olden age that's now gone. The forgotten world of ice, all the landmasses connected and departed. When that snow falls it takes us back near the start of early humanity. Wondering the quiet lands. In search of knowledge to use, in developing themselves. But when that snow leaves so, does the unique knowledge of the ancestors of the past. To see how far the lands departed to create a much larger world.
Snow Recreates a Forgotten World
A poem that goes into the first ice age period and the earth changed from being all that close and connected land with less water.