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