Snow hisses and howls and blows In the frigid night, as lights flicker and

We nervously hope the power will hold.

Snows lie in peaceful brilliant sheets in the morning sun.

5 The crystals sparkle like countless diamonds before my squinting eyes.

Pulling on snowshoes, I mar the untouched perfection

And the snow squeaks beneath me as I make first tracks on the forest trail.

What main idea is expressed in each stanza of the poem?

Stanza 1:

Stanza 2: