Pristine, the perfect wonder of purity, a scene still-framed, serene...
A fleeting glance, a one time chance, to sing before we slumber...The innocence of childhood untouched by worldly sin...
The sweet gift of trust and hope before life's dust enters in....
The incandescent radiance of all that is good and true...
The sparkling shine of wintertime laying clean the dusty view...
Pure reverence-- the extinguishment of guilt--reaches clean, unvarnished
The memory of life lain long in strife, delivered now untarnished...
Repentant snow sent soft and slow by God's Son so strong and merciful...
These thoughts collage within my mind's eye upon the sight of snowfall.
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