through the night
the snow fell in a silent soliloquy

when the angles and eaves
could no longer sustain it

it rolled off the roof in rumbles
crumpling in chunks

the snow glowed
with blue denseness

trees heavy
with the white of it

boughs heavy
with the weight of it

all morning
we poked with sticks

releasing the branches
in great gusts

of dust
when gathered in grace

we place
our hands together to share

a single word
a single prayer

amen