Macro/Micro Biosphere

In the periodic scrutiny of 
her vast estates the peerless
Chatelaine evaluates each and 
every one of the multitudinous
chambers resting under her purview.
Judging the state of their entropic
stability and the level of blase
oblivion, she dispatches her
staff hither and yon to embark
upon a protocol of cleansing of
ennui, so to speak. The forces
loyal to her imperial majesty
called forth, the action begins. In
one area, volcanic eruption to braise
the landscape, another swept clear
by tornadoes, hurricanes, cyclones.
Here an earthquake to shake loose
the dust of the ages, and there
raging wildfires of forest renewal.
Floods spreading an oceans-worth
of scrubbing urban blight. In one
overlooked corner, Nature herself
gently scatters a purifying net of
gossamer-light frozen stars to 
heap themselves into a plush 
comforter of immaculate white.
On that pure counterpane all
that is left of the glossy black pelt
of a small creature whose presence
pure white indifferently betrayed.