wedding lace
draped down
this fine snow hanging
shaped over the eaves
like a maiden
prepared
as a bride
her gown
holy
her
clothed
in His righteousness
radiant
pure
in His love
The midnight hour
brought this celebration
Aurora Borealis
the glory soft faded
humble in the Eastern sky
then awakened into the night
stretched high
a thousand green skylights
searching the stars
for the One
brighter than
any other
the One fit for the bride
as she waits
soft in the light
of the moon
her countenance
warm glowing
waiting
whatsoever
is lovely
think on these things
this fine snow hanging
lacy
pure
lovely
my favourite things
