Quietness fills my ears as I watch the snow floating softly down like feathers,
covering everything in a blanket of white.
Trees once brown and decaying,
now covered by a fluffy snow floating down,
whiting out the dull brown
Once bare tree branches bend beneath the weight
looking as if they are about to break.
Bowing beneath the lovely white
instead of broken a beautiful sight.
As I watch each little intricate detail make this picture before me today
I know it is time to pray
Dear Lord, thank you for the never ending beauty you always put before my eyes. And today thank you for the snow, softly floating down, sprinkled from your hands, dusting everything in sight with your beauty. Amen