Winter grace

Winter magic

Icy frills

Frosted lace

On window sills

 

Brisk and cold

North winds blow

Promising 

The gift of snow

 

Swirling flakes

Of purest white

Covering 

Familiar sights

 

Crystal color

Bright and clear

Frozen wonder

Resting here

 

Clothing all

The earth below

Blanketing its 

Injured soul

 

God in all

His majesty

Will awake

All that's asleep

 

For now He smiles

Through frigid wind

Sculpting beauty

As He sends

 

Waves of chilly

Sugared scenes

Showing His 

Sheer artistry

 

I'm thankful for

Variety

Though the cold

Can bite and sting

 

At His glory

I will gaze

And await

Amazing grace


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"Every song that I write comes from my own personal experience.  i believe the role of an artist is to interpret reality through a system of beliefs and a long-term seeking of truth, in your own life and in the world at large."  Dan Folgelberg

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