The sound of snow is quite loud,
if you take the time to listen to it.

Much louder than you would expect
from the sparkling peaceful facade
that masks its utter loudness.

A single step upon it send the sound,
in all of its snapping and crackling,
traveling through your foot
and upwards to your ears.

In a peculiar sort of way,
the snow seems to revolt
against the pressure of your weight.

If you listen close enough
you can hear it's cries and protests
fill the air around you
in a frenzy of crackling and snapping.

Snaps and crackles rattle your eardrums;
they are the snow's fruitless objections
to the weight of your step.

Then, with a sigh of defeat,
the snow gives way
to a bed of ice beneath
in a final, satisfactory crunch.

And all the while,
the snowfall continues to pour down
from the sky above you.
As you walk step by step,
listening.