I see you, snow

And then the snow fell down
over her earthly body,
covering the ground
in a billion tiny reminders
of the power above –
a merging of faith and nature
on just an ordinary day.

I see you, snow,
in your wildness
and wickedness
in your playfulness
and gentleness

in your pretend harmony and symmetry
in your soft reliance on forces unseen

I’m glad you chose that day
to reappear for the season,

the day we invited the earth to hold our Baby Tinsley,

we both know how temporary
your beauty can be.