Jewels - by Amy Belding Brown

Jewels

by Amy Belding Brown

after the storm

all day
ice fell from the trees
like shards of fine
blown glass

they covered
the incandescent snow
with a million lucent
crystals

arched like
exquisitely slim fingers
to the contour of
tree limbs

at sunset
the trees blazed
their twigs still sheathed
in sparkle

you might
have thought they
didn't know when
to quit

or that
they just couldn't
keep themselves from
shining.

January 20, 2001