#1a

Snow  reminds me 

something beautiful 

can be dangerous, 

frigid enough

 to stun our souls

if we do not light 

small candles in dark rooms, 

our hearts,

 kindle tender fires

 in our intellect,

igniting blazes

  recognizing 

the face of God

 in the simplest,

softest whisper,

a flake of snow.

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