This is the core of life
His holy sacred place
The snow falls silently
Reminder of His grace

There's something pure
About the falling snow
It Induces a calm feeling
My faith in Him to know

For virgin snow is special
Untainted beauty at best
How fast it becomes grey
after it all comes to rest

Each white flake is unique
Magical in form and size
It's a frozen water droplet
Sent from cold gray skies

Visual awe, spiritual gift
A duo of His creativity
Flakes may all look alike
But each has diversity

They fall as lonely flakes
As part of a larger theme
When God created them
He had a useful scheme

This magical gift of nature
Speaks without a sound
Twirling twisting flakes
Softly whirling all around

As scores gather outside
Upon the frozen ground
Inside is spiritual comfort
Songs of praise abound