A little snow musing from Wednesday. Enjoy…
There is silence when the snow falls
The world rebirthed in prisitine flakes.
Peace abounds and all stills in the call
Winter’s hold showering droplets of perfection.
Footsteps mark the path as dreamer walks
Glistening breath of Goddess and nature’s gift.
Wet and cold shivering in icy domain
Content and warm in beauty’s grasp.
The silence calls
The wind blows
The bells shimmer and ring
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