Watching snow fall,

Hoping for that

Thick white covering

To take hold,

A balm for the earth,

Silently blanketing

The harshness of late winter…..

While here and there spring is breaking through

Today snow would be welcomed by me…

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I need the stilling of my spirit,

The calming of storms within, and around me…

I need a holy silence to hold me,

If only for a moment…

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The snow has stopped,

There is no covering…

But it has gifted me an insight to my deepest need,

So, I hold it here,

A tender thing,

Not to be ignored…