Snow is a gift from Nebthet.
She presses Her cold fingers against the earth,
freezing the sky,
and it falls like down from Her wings.
It blankets and enfolds everything it touches,
while She gazes down as the icy moon.
“Oh my patient children, do not fear.
When it is your turn to lie still,
know that I will envelope you
just the same. ”
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