A snowdrop in our midst

'A snowdrop in our midst' by Brenda Claxton

The wind from the east blows wild,
And so I know
I am alive;
Despite the freezing snow.

Snowdrops abound.
Beneath each tree a clump
Linked to the cold,
So white, so slim, so fine.

Each small flower a blessing.
Offered as a prayer
To our universe.
So wild and free.

As in amidst this huge enormity –
A tiny flower
Is just
Allowed to be.

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