Thursday, November 28, 2013

It Snowed Last Night...

It snowed last night; the kind that fell kiss-soft as feather-down
Until each fence-row, tree and house was tucked into its gown
And earth, once tan and bronze and green, like nature’s patchwork quilt
Is transformed to a sparkling sheen of silver-sequined silk

Existence is a sea of stars; the world a foreign strand
Above and all around Time is a white-washed wonderland
And we, the wondering creatures gaze to where the old is new
And once again we are amazed at what our God can do

Each hilltop is a pillow and each hollow is a bed
Each barren field a ballroom where the breezes pirouette
It snowed last night; the kind that wrapped the earth in heaven-fleece
Each diamond-flake a miracle and stunning master-piece

Sacred and still its silence speaks;  and everyone may know
Though our sins were as scarlet we are washed as white as snow
And no one here can wander past the reaches of God's grace
It snowed last night; a mercy-mantra mantling every place

© Janet Martin

 Come now, and let us reason together, saith the Lord: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool. Isa. 1:18

1 comment:

Thank you for your visit to this porch. Any thoughts you would like to share?