The Poetic Beauty of Winter
She holds our souls in the grip of her meditative powers. Through the inaudible sounds of winters' quietude.
Winter speaks to us in hushed poetic whispers
through the frosty air currents of a cold, dark, misty night.
Her transformational elements gift us on many levels as
she slows the pace of life with her wintertime rhythm,
allowing us time to tip-toe through
the snow-laden landscape of winter delights.
She causes our heartbeat to quicken
with her dream-like winter night panorama
of inky blue skies awash with shimmering stars
on a magnificent moonlit night.
She hovers over us in transformational alertness,
bequeathing us an inner awakening
of childlike joy and renewed creativity.
She uplifts our heart spaces as we excitedly gaze at the tiny
crystalline snowflakes falling upon the lap of Mother Earth
in a free-fall frenzy of fluffy snow.
She holds our souls in the grip of her meditative powers.
Through the inaudible sounds of winters' quietude.
She permits us to glimpse the exquisitely intimate act
of the wind kissing the breathless air currents
of a frosty winter's day.
She reminds us to be inspired by winter's stark beauty
with her night shadows of leafless, naked trees.
Standing erect like imaginary giants in the frozen stillness
of the bone-chilling winter season.
And lastly, she blesses us with breathless moments of exhilaration
as our souls tune into the poetic beauty of winter.