White, cold, slippery, snow sifts from the heavens
Covering the dirt, the ugly, the scars,
Coating the trees with a sparkling vanilla frosting
Making the world a wonderland of shimmering solitude.
Our dog loves the snow
The deeper the better
To bounce through as if on springs
What enticing aromas affect her so?
Windy day snow, dancing as it arrives,
Eddies in the air
Large fluffy flakes
A life-sized snow globe
Awakening our childlike wonderment.
I walk through the fresh-fallen drifts,
Soles of my shoes squeaking in the cold
Announcing my progress
Through a world of white,
Pristine and stark
The time of year to pause, to hibernate, to meditate
To rest.
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