Down out of heaven,
Frost-kissed
And wind driven,
Flake upon flake,
Over forest and lake,
Cometh the snow.
Folding the forest,
Folding the farms,
In a mantle of white;
And the river-s great arms,
Kissed by the chill night
From clamor to rest,
Lie all white and shrouded
Upon the world-s breast.
Falling so slowly
Down from above,
So white, hushed, and holy,
Folding the city
Like the great pity
Of God in His love; 20
Sent down out of heaven
On its sorrow and crime,
Blotting them, folding them
Under its rime.
Fluttering, rustling,
Soft as a breath,
The whisper of leaves,
The low pinions of death,
Or the voice of the dawning,
When day has its birth,
Is the music of silence
It makes to the earth.
Thus down out of heaven,
Frost-kissed
And wind driven,
Flake upon flake,
Over forest and lake,
Cometh the snow.
Snow
William Wilfred Campbell
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Poem topics: birth, breath, city, death, god, music, night, river, silence, sorrow, world, voice, earth, whisper, holy, soft, Valentine's Day, love, snow, wind, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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