Magic

As the dawn breaks
I look up from my fire.
Out my window . . . winter's white snow.

She has cast her mountainous cape ~ enveloping all in her wake.
The luminious light of dawn , shimmering on the snow
deeming this magic..

In this stillness , in this pause,
I have been blessed to be among this beauty.
Nothing could be more perfect
than this moment.

Lark