by Gideon Burton
Throughout the numbing night soft silt descends
in milky grains upon the open fields.
Soon morning strikes on dancing diamonds, ends
the stillness: frantic micro-prisms yield
kinetic shards of bursting, breaking light --
so light a sunrise breath ungravities
the airborne silken pearls to lazy flight
in search of yet uncovered cavities
where Winter's probing brushes haven't smeared
the rigid resin frosts whose fragile casts
enmesh the evergreens in latticed beards.
Yet crystals snap, and ices melt at last.
I face the sky as heaven shreds in pieces,
and mourn to know that snowing ever ceases.
Photo: flickr - DaveKav