The Blizzard of 2009
Silently it came…
As if God pulled a thorn from His Son’s crown
and angrily pricked an innocent white cloud.
In minutes the earth disappeared,
so did the sun, moon, and stars.
Hibernating perennials were smothered and
stately sycamores bowed.
It whorled over the deck’s railing,
Rested briefly on the two seated glider,
then curled like an albino cub
on sheltered window sills.
It blanketed streets and sidewalks
Blocked cathedral doors, locked schools,
lung like gossip from telephone lines.
Familiar highways became
one-lane alley ways.
When His whitewashing was finished,
children, in coats of many colors, scaled
mountainous drifts to create snow angels
draped in tarnished gold roping.