Frosting

In a land of everlasting white
Falling over the spring with a sparkling sense of sweetness
Heaven pours among the frozen surface
The world is in a deep icy slumber

Clear blades cling to pale gray branches
Droplets pitter-pat onto the powdery floor below
A gentle rush of wind over the perfect landscape
Everywhere is caked with frosting

Sugar diamonds trickle gracefully down
Their tiny designs gleaming in the twilight morning
Starry in their shine they dance
Exhale of dry breath clouds

Winter crisp and cool till the year begins
Keeping warm under blankets of ice
For thousands of years now
For a thousand more as time goes on

-SW~