In the mastery of
the pure, white, fluffy
snow that descends,
You comfort me
with Your blanket
of presence.
Anxiety fades
calmness invades
the Message relayed;
You come again
and again
as You did
in the beginning
of the end.
Your form ever-changing
yet always descending
for You know the fall
must forever be Yours;
my heart being ill-equipped
and all.