Like a diamond in the mine

The whispering chill of winter could be frightening to one and all
But if one listens carefully one will hear the gentlest call
It opens up our intellects and illuminates the freeze
For the gentlest sounds of winter are the strength for all the trees.

The falling flakes of winter create the softest purest white
We see in them the Heavens and the moisture of delight
Breaking the silent stillness that transforms this time of year
The frosty fallen snowflake shows us more than we can hear.

The tendency in the winter is to focus on all the  fear
Warnings and disasters are too often what we will hear
But if we would stop to notice the carefully crafted design
Each snowflake would be sought after like a diamond in a mine.

Everything that is about us is a beauty we're needing to see
If we start to notice this we'll  let go of the "suppose to be"
For behind the dreaded elements and within the deepest sea
Are the secrets of the universe and they await us: you and me.