Hoar Frost

In nature's beauty, peace is found…

A star filled night upon the plain

   invites small jewels to form again….

These delicate and frozen gems

align in perfect symmetry—

they cling to even smallest stem

in ways that man could not create.

I truly am in awe of such

   for this is no designer’s touch…

their form defies imagination.

The daylight breaks, and with the dawn

we find we cannot hold nor halt

the melting of these tiny shards…

and so we capture, we encrypt

their image to our memory’s vault.

Then, left inspired by what we’ve seen

in moment of tranquility

we've ascertained ability

to face our day with newfound calm.

© Ginny Brannan 2015