Snow morning

Snow takes no hostagescoats the land in wedding bandsilent mesmerising nuptialsea of frozen water.It came stealthily in the nightlike you used to, hugging contourssettling in folds reaching into creviceslong disused.The thaw will come as quicklyone minute robed in paradise:the next a puddle of distrustturning bright crystals to common mudleaving mirage memory of perfection.

Poetry