Double Click to                                    George Bradford Patterson II  
 
                                  the world & snow
                                  [ After A. A. Marcoff ]
 
 
 
                                 I heard
 
                                 the chimes of a church bell
 
                                & drifted
 
                                into prayer:
 
                             
 
                             & this is what I adored:
                            
                             the feeling
 
                                          of trudging
 
                            through
 
                                        the snow
                                         
                           each pine needle
 
                           the caress of evening
 
                           as if the snowflakes
 
                                        held
 
                                             the image
 
                                       of God
 
                         descending into the world:
 
 
 
                        snow flurries & vision & branches
 
                                                  lay
 
                       ahead
                                             &
 
               a simple moonlight   
 
                        danced
 
                       in the serenity      
 
             of the forest:
 
 
 
            time flowed
 
          &
 
                      the flakes
 
         of snow
 
                      fell
 
               into
 
                         the tranquility           
 
       of the evening:
 
 
 
      & and then I adored
 
                          God
 
                         as
 
                        though
 
  my eyes
 
             were
 
 glistening
 
 glistening
 
glistening
 
                with
 
some
 
               deep
 
mystery
 
              of
stars
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Gwynedd, Pennsylvania, USA, 1957