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NIGHT SNOW

In the middle of the night,

blankets hugged about the body tight,

I gathered them about and rose

slipping on boots to go

into the tranquility of the garden

bright with moonlight.

Snow now fills the tracks

of man and beast.

Huge flakes drift down

breathing quietly as I,

gently riding unseen currents,

falling onto still branches,

through a silent sky.

And I stand quietly along their side,

arms held aloft and wide,

chin tipped high

in awe of night,

and snow flakes in flight;

warmed by the sight.

I live! I am alive!