{"id":2007,"date":"2009-12-09T18:07:59","date_gmt":"2009-12-10T01:07:59","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/astrowin.org\/rffriends\/wpx\/?p=2007"},"modified":"2010-01-24T21:36:44","modified_gmt":"2010-01-25T04:36:44","slug":"the-snow-was-our-beauty","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/astrowin.org\/rffriends\/wpx\/?p=2007","title":{"rendered":"The Snow Was Our Beauty"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"spruce<\/a><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/p>\n

\u00a0The cold was our pride,<\/p>\n

the snow was our beauty.<\/p>\n

\u00a0 It fell and fell, lacing day and night<\/p>\n

\u00a0together in a milky haze,<\/p>\n

making everything quieter as it fell,<\/p>\n

so that winter\u00a0seemed to partake of<\/p>\n

\u00a0religion in a way no other\u00a0season did,<\/p>\n

hushed,\u00a0solemn.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0<\/p>\n

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The First Day of Winter<\/em><\/p>\n

On the first day of winter, <\/strong><\/p>\n

the earth awakens to the cold touch of itself.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Snow knows no other recourse <\/strong><\/p>\n

except this falling, this sudden letting go <\/strong><\/p>\n

over the small gnomed bushes, all the emptying trees.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Snow puts beauty back into the withered and malnourished,<\/strong><\/p>\n

into the death wish of nature and the deliberate way<\/strong><\/p>\n

winter insists on nothing less than deference.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Waiting all its life, snow says, “Let me cover you.”<\/strong><\/p>\n

Laura Lush<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Turn down the noise.\u00a0 Reduce the speed.\u00a0 Be like the somnolent bears <\/strong><\/p>\n

or those other animals that slow down and almost die in the cold<\/strong><\/p>\n

season.\u00a0 Let it be the way it is.\u00a0 \u00a0The magic is there in its power.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Henry Mitchell<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/p>\n

In the bleak midwinter<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Frosty wind made moan,<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Earth stood hard as iron,<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Water like a stone;<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Snow had fallen, snow on snow<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Snow on snow<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

In the bleak midwinter,<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Long ago.<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Christina Rossetti, A Christmas Carol<\/em><\/p>\n

\"snowflake\"<\/a><\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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