if all the stars
in heaven had come
to rest in the boughs
of this fragrant evergreen.
And there, dripping from the
branch-tips hung crystal teardrops,
as if fresh shed from an angel's eye
to sparkle and dance in the shimmering light.
Soft snowflakes fluttered down from the sky to
alight on bending branch. Icy cool and so, so white.
A pearly winter rose had twined through the limbs,
amazingly in full bloom though it was December!
Nature had left her mark here too, with icicles and
glistening drops of dew hung from each branch so
carefully. And tiny ivory, south-bound birds
had come to rest in the sheltering
[This message has been edited by X Angel (edited 12-17-2000).]