Heaven on Earth

The dimpled cheek of snow lies soft

It’s silence touched by mittened hands

Her hallows arbor secret smiles

At reddened face in frosty light.

 

Uncombed grasses, golden strands

These remnants of last Summer’s wealth

Nudge their neighbors with cordial waves

And flutter together in quiet mirth

 

Wind-blown ripples, patterned grace

Adorn this heavenly countenance

Laugh lines traced by tumbling leaves

Crease God’ face, here, at my feet.

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