One day snow falls in abundance
Ever so softly covers the ground with grace.
Next day blustery wind whips the white powder
And a whirlwind began to roll over
There could be a danger.
The third day ice cold grabs the earth
And in frisson she began from cramp to suffer.
The fourth day the sun comes out victorious
From the sustained defeat it once experienced,
And takes revenge, ice gets punished,
Whipped & deliquesced to the ground.
This was out side climate
And inside me it has its own mate.
Copyright Haileselassie Girmay
National poet Laureate (courtesy Poets workshop USA)