Waiting

For the beauty of the snow,
piling high in valleys low...
Decorating trees and earth
with a cover of new birth...

Yes, there is beauty in the snow
but there comes a time, you know,
when.it seems 'enough already'
as for spring we're more than ready.

Enough of the below zero temperatures.
Enough of being frozen to the core.
Enough of shoveling,
enough of sniffling.

We're tired of sunless mornings.
We're tired of long, dark evenings.
We're tired of the wait for warmer weather.
We're tired of the want to feel better.

We can't wait to put away our boots, scarfs, and mittens.
We can't wait to be rid of this weather that sickens.
We can't wait for spring.
We can't wait to garden.

We're quite antsy
which is funny
for we couldn't wait for winter either.
Our minds quite often are helter-skelter.

For come February
we can't see snow's beauty.
We are weary of this weather.
We seem to think spring is better.

We forget weather is temporary,
though it sometimes makes us contrary.
When winter does give way to spring
we forget there's more work to begin.

Then there'll be something else to complain about.
It's a wonder we don't wear a permanent pout.
Are we ever content?
Or do we just vent?

Enjoy the beauty of the snow
for it's temporary, you know.
In a few weeks the birds will again sing
when they announce it's here - finally - spring!

* * * * *

Bottom line, though,
snow is a gift for
its an insulator
to the plants below.

Without the freezing snow
many bulbs wouldn't show
their brilliant beauty each coming spring
for bulbs need this time for hibernating.

Yes, beauty is found in the snow's offering.
Take a moment to watch it quietly falling.
See it covering the trees,
that is, until there's a breeze.

On sunny days it melts
then puddles come out
to water the earth
wherein lies new birth.

Next month it may be gone
then you'll have to wait long
for snow to return again.
That is, after harvesting.

So enjoy it today.
Make today a play day
for snow is a gift, a present,
then gone when spring is present.

He says to the snow, 'Fall on the earth,'...
so that all men he has made may know his work,
he stops every man from his labor.
The animals take cover;
they remain in their dens.
The tempest comes out from its chamber,
the cold from the driving winds.
The breath of God produces ice,
and the broad waters become frozen.
Job 37:6-10

As the rain and snow come down from heaven,
and do not return to it without watering the earth
and making it bud and flourish,
so that it yields seeds for the sower
and bread for the eater.
Isaiah 55:10