I long for winter and it's silent kiss
when the world is white and pure
for the ugliness of the bleak forest
is magically transformed over night into
diamond sparkles of pristine peace.
No tracks to be seen of any kind
nothing but white fluffy clouds that cover the land
and nestle on the tree boughs and
cover in ice and silence all the woodland brooks.
I long for winter and it's silent kiss
for with the snow comes a silence
that drowns out the busy noise of the world
and casts a spell of tranquility
for those who take the time
to drink it in...
Feb 6, 2020
Feb 6, 2020 at 9:45 AM UTC
I long for winter and it's silent kiss
when the world is white and pure
for the ugliness of the bleak forest
is magically transformed over night into
diamond sparkles of pristine peace.
No tracks to be seen of any kind
nothing but white fluffy clouds that cover the land
and nestle on the tree boughs and
cover in ice and silence all the woodland brooks.
I long for winter and it's silent kiss
for with the snow comes a silence
that drowns out the busy noise of the world
and casts a spell of tranquility
for those who take the time
to drink it in...
Take time to stop, rest a moment in the wonder of the world...
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