What a brightness there is
In the shadow of a storm;
The sun is gleeful
In the shadow of a storm;
The sun is gleeful
Icicles hanging;
Snow puffs twisting through the air;
Sun is presiding.
Snow puffs twisting through the air;
Sun is presiding.
Blur of a bird,
Half way between the bushes
And the open sky.
Half way between the bushes
And the open sky.
Birch tree over barn--
Light weighing on snow white;
Delicate balance.
Light weighing on snow white;
Delicate balance.
I will not be fooled--
This crystal cloudless blue sky
Nurtures a snow storm.
This crystal cloudless blue sky
Nurtures a snow storm.
Shadows make the woods
Turning darkness out of white
On fresh flattened snow.
Turning darkness out of white
On fresh flattened snow.
Snow clod falls from tree
Softly resting on my hat
With a faint tinkle.
Softly resting on my hat
With a faint tinkle.
Snow falls off the trees,
Turns into radiant mist,
Born by sun and wind.
Turns into radiant mist,
Born by sun and wind.
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