Raging Calm

The spring advances in spite of snow and ice, and cold even. - Thoreau

unblemished

garbed in the blanche gabardine of virgin sanctity and purity

snowflakes pirouette outside on my window sill

swaying to the aria of god's very breath

his own drawn lace curtain

i sit by the hearth

wrapped in undeniable, permeating truth

safe in yet another wintery psalm

hugging the stillness

during the storm's raging calm

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Author's Note

"We discover a new world every time that we see the earth again after it has been covered for a season with snow." - Thoreau