“Snow Song”

“Snow Song”

By Anna Schaeffer

This sphere of dirt and water becomes a canvas as the Artist dips His brush and paints with wispy strokes

All that is dark and dry is gradually dusted by pure, white, microscopic bursts of life

Heaven blends with humanity in a delicate exhale, a feathery kiss on Earth’s blushing cheek

Softer than goose-down it glides, tenderly blanketing all that waits in quiet anticipation

A million miracles contained within the span of a single, sacred blink dance against the sky

Tutus of crystal twirling and sparkling and reflecting the light of an omnipotent Smile

Souls pulse in rosy cheeks and tingling fingers and little clouds of breath as we watch the world grow still and soft

As silent tears fall, a beauty emerges from the ashen expanse and fills hearts with peaceful praise

Frosted windows and icicle lashes and petals of rain give testament to all that is bright…

…all that is fresh…

…all that is calm and true

As creation joins in symphony, the Artist dips His brush…

…and begins His craft anew.

January 29, 2014