Icicles

In a night of icy rain

Icicles jingle on my window

Like musical notes

Of silvery crescendo

For earth's winter score.

The crystal decorated grass

With shimmering rain drops

Is a nurturing gift from the gods

To their distant cousin earth-

In need of heaven's grace.

Affluent with silken pearls,

The crimson berries are

Glowing in Christmas light.

The sky displays an occult

Luminosity at celestial height.

The reflective solitude of

The hazy Christmas night

Spreading calm of Nature, 

Is wrapped in a chilled gown

Of amazing wondrous warmth.

This is the holy night of 

Pure beauteous calm,

Of love's dripping in

Icicles formed.

May peace be upon all.

2. 22. 2013

Edited on 12. 6. 2016