There is solace in the white
blankets of white
covering
protecting
perhaps even frozen in time
like a memory

And so it sits
like a memory
very deep
and very silent

The white is quiet
and soft as a cat's white paw
though sometimes hardened
by wind and cold
(also like a memory)
crusted and firm
rendering forms reminiscent of
times long ago

There is solace in the white
almost like making time stand still
in order to savor
a moment or two
without noise or interruption
from anyone
or anything

Finding snow solace ~
is a gift of winter

~ Anitra Redlefsen, M.S.
November, 2008