Winter poem

I was inspired by yesterday's snowstorm:

Flutters from beyond, blustering blows
Bleached specks flurrying from the sky
Descending, tumbling downward to die;
Feathers filling powdery pillows,
Frigidly frosting far and nigh.

Numinous knolls, nascent, washing white
The neutral numbness of Winter's night.
Whispering winds, gently twirling,
Jostle jolts of twinkling, swirling;
A terrible symphony, terrifically whirling.

Deceptively dessicated hydration dressing
Hibernating hibiscus and dogwood resting.
Rodents digging for hidden hoard,
'Neath rasping naiad lies little reward;
Waning in time, true hope will attain,
As Winter abiding relinquishes reign.