Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE SNOW, by ANNIE MATHESON


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First Line: When freezing winter smites the whirling globe
Last Line: In all the universe of star and sun?
Subject(s): Cold; Death; Graves; Homeless; Snow; Winter; Dead, The; Tombs; Tombstones


WHEN freezing winter smites the whirling globe,
I kiss the lingering flowers that look afraid,
And smooth the graves, where, like a folded robe
The worn-out bodies, that men love, are laid.

As noiseless as the deepest love I fall,
As mute and tender and divinely pure;
When sunshine comes, I hide away from all
In roots that make the coming blossoms sure.

For many weary folk that, homeless, fare,
Having no roof, and bidden still move on,
I make a bed where they, forgetting care,
Will wake with sweeter words to think upon.

For are not softest snow and fiercest flame
The angels and the ministers of One
Who writes the symbols of His secret Name
In all the universe of star and sun?





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