They fell like flowers behind the backyard......for my eyes were novice to think of it as snow...... A moment hence a new tale exploded in the heart.. ...another universe created in the eyes.....
The snow descended slowly like a mystic dream.... yielding to the tugging wind, filling the crevices, holes, roofs...settling on the trees, gleaming on the tin sheet, lazing over the fence.
The next morning the entire estate looks like a beautiful Christmas cake frosted ..the mellow sunlight appears with a warm soft glow and stretches out in thin strips on the snow and the unfrosted patches of yellow brown grass that were spared .
Upon the untamed hill slope, snow scatters in peculiar curves..appearing like a rivulet that has lost its way in the wilderness..the unseen gurgling brooke beyond the fence has quietened. ....Perhaps frozen into a patch of ice ..
The street lay clad in a single hue ..white..the vision growing ethereal ..and hazy..like last night's dream.
A silent light glistens on the fallen snow..it spotted and speckled the trees, my heart and the black lone bird at the edge of the tree .The light, the snow and the distant houses bathed in a faint light sent an unbelievable warmth to the heart...The eyes closed for an instant in a long distant dream...hours passed by.
...the faint sunlight warmed the eyelids....and it opened to see the light flushing the white away....
Two tiny birds rolled in a straight strip of sunlight and flitted onto the fence relieved of ice..the suns arms grew longer and longer the green grass struggling out of the ice in a soft shade...the greens tinged with the light from the white...like the artist had decided the green for the grass shall have an extra dash of white mixed in instead of a lemon hue..
I saw a rainbow sprouting from the usual corner ..its usual station behind the hills, resting in a faint glory above the cakey homes now clad in snow ..the ice melted down the hills ... water murmurs somewhere...possibly the brooke has resumed..............
