Outside the wind buoys up the drifting snow
in patterns that remind me of a dance.
The music of the zephyr begins low
as I observe this ongoing romance.
In harmony, each singular snowflake
moves to the melody that it has found
and wheels and spins and twirls without a break;
a promenade in white above the ground.
The symmetry and beauty quell the night.
I watch in silent awe, quite mesmerized.
Iβm unaware of any but this sight;
a moment out of time, uniquely prized.
The music stops. The magic dissipates
βtil conjured up once more by playful fates.
An entry for Round 19, Winter, of the "Verdant Poetry Contest"
Prompt: Be inspired by HOOF PRINTS, FROZEN LAKE, GOSSAMER, SNOWDRIFT, WINTER WONDERLAND
Form: English Sonnet
Line Count: 14
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