Steady and Metered

It fell in large,
fluffy clusters
and small, shiny dots
at a rate that was steady
steady and metered.

Light and flaky
it settled
spread across the land
the grass, the concrete, the asphalt
as if it's life's purpose was only this
no questions, no conflict
just there, just here, present.

I searched at my window
for a moment, a second of conflict
there was none
one steady, metered snow 
falling, falling, falling.
Settled in My Old Town

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