Winter's path carries me,

     guides me,

          leads me in

              to another realm.

                   A world of glacial fingers

                        that spiral above my head

                              reaching out to embrace one another

                                    in a latticework of brilliance.

                               Reverence fills the air,

                        brisk sounds of crackling, crunching,

               are subdued by the pillowed banks of snow.

      The Earth lies virginal again,

            healing itself for another Spring.

                 Replenishing new life in soundless sleep

                          hidden from the eyes of Man.

                                I am swept into her hideaway,

                                       for one brief moment,

                                               a part of the reconciliation

                                                      of Earth's grand alliance with God.


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