Ode to a Blizzard

O! wonderful for weight and whiteness! Ideolog whose absolutes Are always proven right By white and then More white and white again, Winning the same argument year After year by making the opposition Disappear! O! dear miniature of infinity with no End in sight and no snow- Flake exactly like Another, all A little different no Matter how many may fall, Just like our own DNA or the human face Eternal! O! still keep covering the street And sidewalks, cemeteries, even Our twice-shoveled drive, And all that is alive, With geometries that sleet Will freeze into Death's Impromptu vision of a heaven Wholly white! For we know who your sponsor is, whose will You so immensely serve, Whose chill is more severe Than any here. Though his name may be unspoken, His commandments are unbroken, And every monument that you erect Belongs to him!