Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Snow

Snow

Shaped by the play of warm and cold, miniature monuments in ice flit softly to the ground,
Nestle on the roofs, nooks and crannies and in the upturned leaves all around,
Ocular delights it creates swathing all surrounding in uniform white,
Winter's calling card, it's hallmark, it's delight,

Snow, that stylish diva, quietly steals the stage,
Stops life in its' track, forces it to do a double take,
And in the sobered solitude applaud ,her show stopping performance,
Quietly pulling all under her hypnotic trance.

-shubha

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