Snow Powder Poem by Justin Reamer

Falling gently from the sky,
Grains of a white substance
Descend lightly to the Earth,
As the clouds hover above.

The particles glisten like sugar
As sunlight touches the large coat
Covering the Earth's surface
And reflects the light
Back into your retina.

It seems as if you could
Take a spoonful, scoop it up,
Bring it to your mouth,
And taste the sweetness of sucrose,
But yet, it is not so.

Laying a finger in the particles,
My finger becomes instantly cold,
So I draw it back so my
Limb does not go numb.

This stuff I see is not sugar,
But is the stuff of snow.
Water frozen in a light solid state,
Each particle a snowflake,
Descending to the Earth
As lightly as a feather
Shed from a bird's wing.

Pure white, pristine,
The snow glistens as
It covers the bare Earth,
Giving a sort of beauty
To the Death,
The barrenness and desolation
Surrounding it.

'Tis cold as death,
But sweet as sugar cane
Growing on the tropical isles.
Giving beauty to despair,
Snow exists to nourish the Earth
As everything revives and is reborn.