Repeat Refrains
“I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, “Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.”― Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland / Through the Looking-Glass
“Snow was falling,
so much like stars
filling the dark trees
that one could easily imagine
its reason for being was nothing more
than prettiness.”― Mary Oliver
First real snow of the winter – February 15th.
Returning late, way late.
Remaining briefly.
The certainty of seasons.
The mystery of when and how.
Beauty in the unknowing, unfolding.
Repeated refrains of nature.
Infinitely healing.
“Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature — the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.”― Rachel Carson, Silent Spring
