art, poetry

Winter’s Grace

The snow falls, soft and pure
A blanket of white, covering the earth
The skies above, dark and cold
But beneath the snow, the earth has grown rich and bold
The trees are bare, their leaves have fallen
But beneath the snow, the earth is swelling
The roots reach down, deep in the soil
Preparing for the spring, when new life will unfurl
The winter air is crisp, and clear
And in the snow, there’s beauty to be seen
The silence of the snow provides a place
To listen to our thoughts, and hear our dreams
The winter’s grace, it fills our world
With peace and serenity, unbound
And when the snow melts, and spring is here
We know the earth, will once again sing clear.

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