Yuletide Wind

A day of storms
As I stand outside
In comes the snow?
I wonder why
The blasts are so hard
The gusts so strong
On the high desert prairie
Most always alone
Soon some day
When the lasting snow falls
Ice and frost
Wind calms and lulls
Raven and Eagles
Lost from the sky
Hide where they can
And rarely birds fly
From south hard it blows

With a fury dark bent
On a wing
And the wrong way
A bird just went
Fierce and with anger
With nothing to stop it
In the channel of the valley
Like a blast through an alley
My little house hammered by blows
Unseen yet so striking
Much more to my liking
If with it water does flow
The desert is dry
As my rainwater barrel
And I called the rain forth
As I'm able
The clouds rip by
So way up high
With the wind turns my windmill

And by it I type
Waiting for Christmas snows
To gild the land white
In a place where most people
Never do see
The mountains are steeples
The prairie the sea
Foamed white in the calm
Drifts up come the waves
Oh light powdered snow
Settle I pray
May the wrath turn
May there soon be ice
May sun glare on ponds
Frozen thick nice
Let the cloak cover
All on Silent Night
Caressed close like lovers
Lay earth and frost
A blanket of doves
Nesting it off
In an abandoned coop
Like a ghost
In once town
Slither down snow
Make a white wedding gown
Icicles, locks, tresses
Hearts fires
Warmed by the stove
Winter's nights hearts desires
Songs from harmonics
blown stretched tight barbed wires
Humming's and holes
Where winds whistles play
Tween blasts and punches
What does the song say
In a place full of magic
All hidden with life
Waiting for water
Ten years of my strife
Winds play the musics
Flutes, organs, and fifes
Here I sit
So all alone
And who's voices are they
That sing all those songs
I sit here and listen
To a great melody
The music of storms
The songs of the breeze
The voices of spirits
Is it all just the mind
Taking odd noises
Rhythms and times
Instruments percussion's
Melodies sublime
Harmonics, distortions
Man is a mime

This poem really worked well, first it rained cats and dogs. As you can see, it just started to snow. There is a lot of thunder and now, no wind. From the time I took this picture, it has really begun to snow with big, wet snowflakes.

'I am dreaming of a white Christmas.' Or maybe listening to @tatianamoroz sing 'Merry Christmas' helped too!