Settling softly, the flake of snow
Rejoins its mates on the forest floor,
Moon-dust twinkling in silvery glow.

Umbilical beams from the matral moon
Nourish her spawn, while godfather stars
Approvingly wink to an unheard tune.

Intricate branches, covered in white,
Arches and sculptures of infinite grace,
Transform the glen, a miraculous sight.

Argent light through silent trees
Emblazons the scene like a chandelier,
As crystal pendants drip and freeze.

This icy cathedral, with altar of snow,
With stars in the vaults, with ceiling of sky,
Though humbling to view, inspires us to grow.