Mother Nature amazes me. I respect her power plays am awe at the beauty she, with God, creates.
This happened many years ago and gave all of us a white Cristmas as a gift from our Creator with the help of Mother Nature.
It was the grandest "power play" I've ever witnessed.
Merry Christmas*
Susan
The storm came from the northwest
It blew in with a front
It captured me as I drove
I caught most of the brunt
The sleet it came around Macon
It caused my eyes to laugh
I couldn't quite grasp the scene
I dropped the wheel to clap
My word what a phenomenon
I thought for just a while
When it continued to come down
I smiled and smiled and smiled
It followed me to Statesboro
And then the ground was white
Just like a dust of talcum powder
Upon the ground tonight
I made it to Savannah
What joy to see the homes
With snow that formed in minutes
I stopped my chance to roam
I sat real still in silence
I rubbed my eyes for truth
Depth to all that happened here
From skies turned gray from blue
The squares were wet and frosted
Like a fancy southern treat
My Gosh it snowed in Dixie
Like a powdered sugar treat
I started back up again
Then drove out to the marsh
It seemed just like a blizzared then
The chill was more than harsh
It was a sight worth grasping
My memory was cheered
I caught a frame of heaven then
I even choked a tear
The vastness of the reeds and creeks
Was being stroked with white
The Master here was painting
Oh what Holy sight
Tis said He and our Mother
The woman of all strength
It was her perogative
To show her strength at length
What a grand treasure then
My eyes with creatures gawked
Whem wings of a mystery
Came the flash of a Red Trailed Hawk
They was creating contrast
With red feathers as her brush
The sable of this Goddess
In silent winter's ...hush
Silence is respected now
As dappled white creeks drift
The Mother signed her canvas
With a flourish Red Tailed gift
Again I have a front row seat
The pleasure of a chance
To watch agog at a power play
When magic came to dance
With phosphorous of a winded kiss
They came blowing from the west
To give a difference to the south
With white kisses and cool caress.
Snow is a rarity here in Tennessee as well Susan...and I can recall only two of any note since I have lived here having left an abundance behinnd me in Vermont. I do remember a blizzard that left close to a foot here and being caught on the evening news cross country skiing from my house to a majot thoroughfare! rare sight in these parts.
I loved your memory, southern sis...each an every amazing detail.
Love,
Taylor
Superb!! God has only to breathe, to flex a tiny muscle or brainwave and the earth is redefined. We witness these things outwardly, but how much more powerful when we see such things happening in the warp and weave of the minutieaie (you know what I mean!) of our own lives. Power plays indeed... ones which cause us to bow down in awe. Love this, thank you. K xx
Reviewed by Butch Howard (Reader)
Reviewed on December 20, 2006
I remember it well Susan! It's only happened a few times, but when it does, it is pure magic. You captured the rarity and the amazing sight beautifully here. On the day I was born, there was 9 inches of snow on the ground in Savannah - January 1958. Excellent!
~Butch
It truly can be, if we only stop to marvel at it, as you so obviously did, Susan.
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on December 20, 2006
Ah, hes indeed, they say the weather is going to turn cold down here in the swamps, I would dearly love to see a while Christmas . . . But not enough to move to where it usually is, better let it come to me . . . LOL . . . Lovely poem . . .
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I loved your memory, southern sis...each an every amazing detail.
Love,
Taylor
Ron
~Butch
Gods Speed,
Michael
Oh what Holy sight
It truly can be, if we only stop to marvel at it, as you so obviously did, Susan.