Blizzard Serenity

While walking in a blizzard’s falling snow,
I had the sense that on a cosmic scale
I am no bigger than the flakes that go
from sky heights to the ground within a gale
or wander gently to where they will lie
within a breeze in which their drop is slow,
though still their journeys, falling from the sky,
are brief as is this earthly life I know.
But though I then felt tiny cosmically,
no bigger than a falling blizzard flake,
this didn’t in that moment bother me
or fill me with an existential ache:
I sensed that God had made this gorgeous scene,
so, though my role is small, I felt serene.

Blizzard Serenity

Mario A. Pita

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