Grace and Peace to you.
Heavy snow fell, changing everything,
every limb and twig.
The woods were wondrous and wounded,
trees bent double, branches down.
Even fence posts were transfigured,
beautiful and stylish in their hats.
Sticky, wet snow is perfect for snowmen
but a pain to shovel,
dense and heavy. The piles
by the driveway are not pretty.
But you keep stopping
to look up and be astonished.
Afterward you look out,
a little damp from the grace and pain,
what will you do
with the beauty you’ve been given?
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