Dust of Snow
by Robert Frost
The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree
Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.
I was hurrying to work this morning, thinking about all the deadlines crashing down upon me, when I was stopped in my tracks by a shower of snow. The first snowstorm of the year dumped 10 inches of snow on us last Sunday, blanketing the city, making everything pure and white and still. Now rising temperatures are causing the heavy snow to melt.
Such a minor thing – wet snow falling from a tree in a downtown parking lot – but it reminded me of this poem by Robert Frost. With this morning’s beautiful Dust of Snow, my day fell suddenly into perspective.
Onward and upward!
Change your perspective – let a little Dust of Snow fall on you today as well.
Some mornings, I wake up with an image or a poem in my head. Sometimes, a song. I do my best thinking in the morning, too. These Morning Musings are a new (and irregular) feature here on the Human Rights Warrior.
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Robert Frost was a master! Thank you for your comment.
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