Memories of Snow

Baha'i Fall School

Baha'i Fall School

Outside

tall pines
point skyward
dark under trees

gypsum white mountain
framed in blue sky

mountain blue jay
bright purple dark purple
flickers in sunshine out shadow

red fire bush
yellow rabbit grass
warm sun cold air

the fairest flowers of humanity
plugged
into the source of knowledge

Inside

popping logs
cracking fire
incense in the air

tongues of flames
nag legions of logs

warmth encircles
loving arms
drive out the cold

tongues of flames
tinge suffer logs gray

the fire of love
turns burning hearts
to ash

like hydrofoils
moving over rough seas
we are impelled toward the Glory of God

Poet's Note: ▶︎

I wrote this in 145 B.E. The inspiration was a Baha'i Fall School I attended on Mount Charleston.