As a snowflake
Quietly meets the earth
A tainted world
Is graced by the pure touch
Of heaven’s frozen rain
The trees wear
White sleeves
And the land
Bathes in white blankets
When warm breath
Condensates
Into the wintry air
And the sun reflects
Light on everything seen
Where winter seems dead
We find beauty
In snow so fresh and clean

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