How quickly the falling leaves of autumn
Gave way to the bitter frost of winter
As the sun ended its shift earlier every day
And the cold dark night sky stretched across the horizon
Stars frozen in place
Shimmering on iced-over lakes
And glittered snowflakes fell to the earth
Compacted and crunched beneath our road weary feet
Our breath hung still in the air like ghosts made of vapor
We were lost in the white blanketed landscape
With only the warmth of each other for company
It is wintertime.
You are in the forest. There are pine trees and other trees around.
There is some snow and pine cones scattered on the ground. A light covering.
It is gently snowing. Large size flakes start to fall very slowly.
As you stand in the forest -- there are no sounds except a few birds in the trees softly chirping.
It is so quiet you can almost hear the snow fall.
You close your eyes to listen to the quiet and feel the stillness of the moment.
Snowflakes gently touch your face but you are not cold.
There is total peace around you.
When you open your eyes, you see a doe looking at you.
Still, quiet and peaceful.
— The End —