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Melting Snow

Thawing snow reveals,
Secrets winter stows.
Droplets fall like notes,
From eaves, rhythmic floats.

Beneath white, life stirs,
Green shoots, soft purrs.
Earth patches bare,
Melting snow, fresh air.

Sun's warm brush,
Transforms with a hush.
Streams babble free,
Singing spring's decree.

Melting snow, transient art,
Promises a new start.
Each drop, a rebirth story,
Nature's dance, earth's glory.
Spring is coming
Spring is coming

Summary

Melting Snow” captures the transformative energy of the end of winter, as the snow begins to melt and reveals the burgeoning life beneath. The poem paints a vivid picture of this transition, where droplets from melting snow create a symphony, and hidden greenery starts to emerge. It highlights the role of the sun in this transformation, likening its warmth to an artist’s brush. The melting snow symbolizes renewal and rebirth, marking the beginning of a new cycle in nature.

Inspirations Behind

I was inspired to write “Melting Snow” during a walk in early spring. The sight of snow melting away, revealing the first hints of green, struck me profoundly. It was a powerful reminder of nature’s resilience and its cycles of renewal. The way the snow gave way to new life, the sun’s warmth coaxing the earth back to life, filled me with a sense of hope and wonder. This poem is my ode to this magical time of year, a tribute to the beauty and inevitability of change in the natural world.

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