snow

corporeal morning mercies,

all is new, all is new

trees shift into dormancy,

gone with old fruits, leaves, flowers

to kill

to purify

death is required for life

just as snow is required to fall

oh, how it falls,

the gracious dove

a reminder to all

that all can be redeemed

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