Snowflakes fall in feathery clusters
Out on the pond and on the lawn,
Dusting buried banks, snowflakes dance
Across slight slopes, brown-reed ringed and bristling
With cattails cantankerous, whistling
In the soft chill winds;
Snowflakes scurry over fence and brush and branch
Each twisting flurry swift and free,
Somehow serene yet wild, wonderfully
Given common beauty, common grace to all
From up above the snowflakes fall.