Snow Weather

Cold air fills my lungs
Nose and fingers tingling
Clouds, laden with promise
Scud low in the sky

 

First one
Another, and yet more
Swirling drifts, luminous fractals
Rest gently on the earth

 

Blanketing the ground
Branches festooned
Silent
I wake to a transformed world

 

My heart quickens
I taste the air
Catch the diaphanous flakes
Cold feet leave their mark

 

Senses keen
I walk
Trees whisper their song
I am home

 

Cold air fills my lungs
Nose and fingers tingling
Clouds, laden with promise
Higher now

 

First one
Another, and yet more
Pelting drops, shining beads
Pound upon the earth

 

Drowning the ground
Cars swish
A staccato beat
I wake to a new reality

 

My heart quickens
I taste the air
Drops on outstretched palms
Wet feet leave their mark

 

Senses keen
I walk
The city hums its promise
I am home

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