Perhaps because it is so hot here in the midwest, or perhaps because these words struck a cord with me today, I decided to publish a poem submitted by Brian Annear. I think we authors on ubfriends and our readers too, need to stop. Stop and take a moment to reflect on God and His creation. A snowflake seems so helpless. Yet entire cities bow to the power of snow!
Snow
The snow makes us watch,
with coffee,
the majesty of marching seraphim,
parading on the wind,
establishing jurisdiction,
enchanting children,
confounding municipalities,
lasting
until a sovereign sun
calls an end,
and all dominion
melts away