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Snow Flakes And Fall Flowers

Silent dark strictest of early morning guard
my sleep now disturbed without a reason
but giving in to an, I arise and look outside.
In the crisp chill between bed and thermostat
is a promise to return to womblike warmth.
But, hoot coffee wins out, and pulling back
kitchen curtains, I see nothing but frigid
darkness until floodlight fill the yard with
a private snow blanker pure soft and pure.

Darting eyes sweep an entire back yard,
one without color, without movement, but
revealing a covering of undisturbed snow.

Quickly outside I see windblown rivulet
mounds of snow covering lightly sleeping
Fall flowers amazingly still in full bloom.
Recording photos and hours later, I marvel
how the snow has preserved the blooms
keeping each petal from freezing depth.
Their rare covering had sealed floral life
while crystal snow waited a sun's melting.


F William Broome January 2008