The scent of frost
Tinged the air
The breeze circled, lost
Caught in winter's snare

Its bitter currents whispered
Through a miasma of frozen waves
Alert and alive, it whimpered
Over cold corpses, and wintry graves

A world encased in glacial hues
Swims in the sun's dying rays
A motley of fading blues
Entombed in the silence of space