Winter Miracle
The snow falls gently down,
In lazy sheets of white,
I watch it fall for hours,
Dancing in the breeze,
Covering up the dirty ground,
Stealthily in the night,
These tiny, crystalline flowers,
Forming awesome seas.
Seas, made of wind and ice
Swirling, tugging at my mind,
Each flake is part of a breaker,
Of a sea nearly mythical,
And I realize why they can’t suffice,
These words I so often find,
For to put words to nature,
Is to make less of a miracle
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