Sacred Delicate Monochromatic Beauty


Briefly, the wind stilled,
allowing feathery snowflakes 
to pause their pirouettes from sky to earth
settling gently onto the fingers of trees reaching upward in welcome.
In awe I genuflect to the Creator of snowflakes and trees 
a witness to the silent liturgy of delicate monochromatic beauty 
and partake in the sacrament of Divine Beauty.
I am blessed.

~~Maripat 4/2/2025


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