Best White As Snow Poems
All is pristine.
White lights twinkle,reflected on freshly fallen snow.
The black velvet backdrop of night
Enhances the perception of silvery glitter.
Each tiny flash excitedly gossips to their neighbor.
All is pristine.
There is no trace of mankind.
No hint of corruption or decay to distract from the beauty.
No footprints, no tire tracks,
No clots of snow pushed into dirty stacks
At every corner.
The scent of pine, of a snowflake, of a star filled winter sky.
Tears prick my eyes as the apple
Crisp wind blows across my numb face.
The tiny fuzz in each nostril freezes with every inhalation.
I lift my boot clad foot to take the first step
Into all of that vast ,clean,whiteness
And weep.
I weep for the innocence of childhood,
the freshly fallen snow of youth.
That first step Into puberty, that first taste of the forbidden fruit, into the knowledge of good and evil that inevitably leaves a nasty muddy footprint on my soul.
We do not get to begin again as winter does every turn of the earth.
No, for us winter is forever.
It remains.
We simply shuffle the dirty snow stacks
Into the dark corners of our minds.
This is why redemption is such a miracle!
And the scriptures say it best…
"Come now,and let us reason together,
Saith the Lord, though your sins be as scarlet,they shall be
White as snow.”
Isaiah 1:18
A winter time kiss amidst swirling
snow fall, pure delight wrapped in
a festive mist.
A tender fragment in time, a glimpse
of a future sublime.
Warm lips locking, we cease talking.
For in this sweet moment our worries
are forgotten.
We now see with fresh eyes, washed
white as the fallen snow. Into the blizzard
of life with faces aglow.
We have a purpose and endeavour in faith
hope and LOVE!
White As Snow
A fresh blanket of snow has covered the ground
this winter and again it is so white
but is reminds me of the Son of God and Whose
blood for me changed my whole and entire life.
For my sins were all red as scarlet
but His blood cleansed them as white as snow
now each day with Him I am rejoicing
as I follow Him wherever He goes.
Amazingly enough I find how His blood changed my life
and how it made me so free from within
but it is not just for me but you too can be free
free from your bondage of sin.
Just come to His cross and kneel there to pray
your voice I know the Master will hear
His blood will cover you as it covered me
and then He’ll remove all of your sin and cares.
Written by: Marilyn S. Jennings
June 24, 1994
Forever White as Snow
I refuse to sit here and do the
“Woe is me” routine because of
my shortcomings.
Yes, they are there, and yes,
they are obvious,
but I refuse to let them define me.
I choose to let the blood of
Jesus Christ define me.
He washed me white as snow when I
accepted Him into my life.
As long as He is the head of
my life I am washed forever.
My shortcomings, past, present,
and future, have been washed away.
Therefore, woe to my shortcomings,
because they get to drown forever
in the sea of forgetfulness while I
get to remain forever as white as snow
I'm never letting you go.
Your beautiful skin, white as snow.
There's nothing I can say that you don't already know.
But everytime I talk to you I do nothing but glow.
if snow is white
as white as snow
when does heat rises
where does it go
it falls to dew
raindrops flow
watering the ground below
from white to translucent clear
where'd you go you not here
the void no longer white no longer snow
5/21/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020