It falls and falls
from a seamless tapestry
of cloud and covers all
that is familiar lying below;
a tree, a road, a walkway.
It makes us blind like love.
It is beautiful because
it hides not light but changes
what we see and makes us miss
what we can’t see anymore.
It changes how we see things.
It covers even our perceptions
of one beautiful form
by making another beautiful form.
It draws us to admire things
differently from before.
When the road is cleared of it
we smile to see it once again
piled in steep banks glowing
and glistening blue
under the street light.
Enjoy the snow!!