Gentle frost quilted upon maple tree
weaving glass texture calling to eyes
as breath circulates giving wings to thought.

implants of walking steps formed
celebrating gift from clouds
while gratitude centered within

Kiss of Winter moved upon cells,
opening portals amid landscape
worthy of any artist to paint.

And mockingbirds echoed in distance
merging with rustling leaves to
explode in moment that blessed ears.

I rose in icicle palace of trees
putting walking steps in gear
as pale moonlight release rays of songs.

Winters air quenched breath
in silvery puffs launching thoughts
before disappearing to open senses.

Peace fell upon consciousness
as mirage appeared gracing mind
with visions holding blessings

And as delicate snow fairies tickle
igniting opulent dreams of heart
self felt engulfed in radiant beauty.