Nature's Temple

The sky is aburst with
great tumbling clusters
of wide, white flakes of snow
cluttering the frigid atmosphere
under the grey plate
from which they descend
as an opaque other-wordly
spectacle like a frozen antediluvian
flood sparkling densely,
cleansing the world of
colour and clarity of form.

When the event subsides
energy fatigued, it is as though
billowing clouds of
vast white light
have conquered Earth. The very
clouds that loosed their
burden of frozen moisture
gently folding
over the landscape to
transform it into a
cloud-shrouded
winter-sleeping giant.

Cloud vapour descended
the grey-white atmosphere above
is transformed,
become a vast blue
ceiling and there, brightening
it all, revealing colour and
form, is the sun emerged,
lighting the humped
arras like an immense
cathedral consecrated to our
worshipful pleasure.