they fall upon a hungry ground,
snowflakes filled with dew.
So slowly, so gently they wake
grasses and plants. Feed them
blessings from the sky.
As together Earth and snow create
A season of awakening, of new life.
The feed from above settles lightly
on my newly created lawn,
I say, thank you for the blessing
Knowing the grass will smile with the sun.
So gently we are all bound together
a creation of love and life.
© miriam ivarson