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snowfall
white, pure white
glowing, growing —
a glorious sight
each minuscule flake binds to the next
creating a blanket of innocence, rest
what once lay speckled with trees and grass
now appears a sea of white glass
what was
f a d e s a w a y
what is, takes its place
what will be, slumbers
b the blanket of rest
e the sea of white glass
n e a t h
what is, now what was —
blanket tossed away,
glass fractured
every hue
reignited!
to something grand, something new.
This poem was written for a school assignment where we each chose a nature photo to write about. I don't particularly enjoy the cold, dreariness of winter, but I still wanted to do justice to the beauty of the season while also depicting the excitement of what comes after the snow melts. This wasn't written with an underlying meaning, but I think you can find one in the fact that time marches onward and change is inevitable. This can seem discouraging until you realize that even in the harshest, coldest of seasons, there is a purpose.