So Much Depends

Yesterday we had another lovely snowfall. Few pleasures in life are more enjoyable than sitting in a warm house, watching birds at the deck feeders while fluffy white flakes fall. It is especially enjoyable when you know that your family members are safe.

The beauty of the red cardinals in the white snow pierces the soul. A poem began to grow in me and this morning I wrote it. Those familiar with the famous poem by William Carlos Williams will recognize the pattern on which it is modeled.


So much depends
(with apologies to William Carlos Williams)


So much depends
upon

the sovereign
Creator

of the fat red
cardinal

fluffing bright
feathers

in the falling white
snow.