As I looked out my window this morning this is what I saw...
and my pictures can't even began to do justice...
Intricate snowflakes, frozen in place..
balancing carefully..
not a breath of air...to send them shimmering to the ground,
like fairy dust,
visible one moment and gone the next..
Every branch, every blade of grass, every seed
for as far as the eye can see
wearing a jacket of frosty snow
cocooned against the elements,
keeping alive a spark of life
for springs first warm breath...
but sleeping for now...
terrible in their frozen beauty...
as silent as death, as deep as a thought
dreaming silently under gray skies
shivering in anticipation
for the seasons to change in their favor once again...
Robyn Jones
Feb 12/10
For he saith to the snow,
Be thou on the earth;
likewise to the small rain,
and to the great rain
of his strength.
Job 37:6
