Sunday, December 16, 2007

Snow!

And snow it has... finally! We were hit by a cold front yesterday, and when I stepped out the door of my dorm this morning, I saw tiny white flakes floating in the air, coating everything.

There's something about snow that makes me happy. Something in the whiteness and purity of it that makes me smile even when my teeth are chattering. Perhaps it's the glimpse of beauty when the rest of nature seems cold and dreary. Perhaps its the sense of 'anointing' upon an otherwise barren landscape. Or maybe I'm just feeling good today. =)

Truly, though, it's small things like this that makes life beautiful. The first snowfall of winter, the first spring rain, the colour of the leaves in the autumn, the sight of turkey vultures soaring in the summer, things so perfectly natural yet so beautifully real. The poets were right. Life is not worth living until you're alive.


From you have I been absent in the spring,
When proud-pied April, dress'd in all his trim,
Hath put a spirit of youth in every thing,
That heavy Saturn laughed and leapt with him.
Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell
Of different flowers in odour and in hue,
Could make me any summer's story tell,
Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew:
Nor did I wonder at the lily's white,
Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose;
They were but sweet, but figures of delight,
Drawn after you, you pattern of all those.
Yet seemed it winter still, and you away,
As with your shadow I with these did play.

-
William Shakespeare, Sonnet 98-

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Woot! Taste of first snow! xD It is magical, isn't it? :)

Are you guys on winter break already?

Anonymous said...

Lol. Yes to the first question, no to the second. Finals for me end on tuesday.

Anonymous said...

Snow! Werny, is there even a slight possibility of you shipping some snow to me, back here in Malaysia? =P One more question, have you tried eating snow? How does it taste like?

jw3rn said...

Lol, I wish I could, Elaine. And I haven't tried eating it yet. There wasn't enough to eat. Just a tiny snow flurry.