The trees are rattling rainbows today;
The buds are armored with ice;
The branches creak as they stiffly sway;
The world’s a paradise.
When every treetop’s a chandelier
And all the woods are glass,
Then earth’s a marvel and heaven’s near,
And blessed are the days that pass.
Sunday, February 6, 2022
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