"It Was Good While It Lasted"

In nighttime hours,

the snow came upon us,

beautiful to be sure …

in its falling

and in its silence.

Pure and lovely

and clean …

covering all ground

within my sight.

Today, the snow

has been pushed away.

Dirty … oh how dirty…

no longer pure and lovely

and clean …

no longer covering

all ground in ways

that bring pause

to my busyness

and a “sigh” at its

wondrous beauty.

At a gas station

there was a mini-bottle

tossed aside

and a scratched-off

$1.00 lottery ticket

beside of the bottle,

both lying in filthy snow.

Searched-for hope

both in a bottle

and in chance.

Life can indeed

be buried in dirty snow.

My keys dropped

into a filthy puddle

of melted snow.

The car horn

began to blare

as I dried off my

car remote.

The beautiful silence

had been broken.

Life can also

become quite noisy.

.

So much for that

brief moment in my world

when the snow came upon us,

beautiful to be sure …

in its falling

and in its silence.

Pure and lovely

and clean …

covering all ground

within my sight.

It was nice while it lasted.

Now back to life

in all of
its brokenness

and in all of

 its beauty.