Snow dogs

They walk out
into a different world than expected
Covered in white, cold, wet
They prance around, and eat the snow
What do their little minds think
about what has happened?

The power of Nature is amazing
The deep snow is magical and mighty
Not because of its beauty
or the respect it demands
but because of the way it engenders community.
Everyone has a smile, a friendly wave for their neighbor
The wall of impersonality crumbles beneath the weight of the snow

The real magic and might is to make it last