The Silencing Winter's Whisper

Darkness envelops us

in the all too early evening,

the clouds' fullness stole the light,

dark and heavy threats.

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You will walk your usual paths,

the cold bothers only me.

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A tingling visit on my cheek,

the lifted gaze sees it,

Small white flakes

thrown out from the bed of clouds

Like feathers from a duvet.

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Descending slowly onto the

too warm earth,

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Disappearing invisibly,

A little longer until

the shared effort

has cooled the surface,

forming a white sheen

and the droplet on the last leaf

freezes in transparent beauty

not seen by the hurried.

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The crystals stack up

with their jagged edges.

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You lick a cooling blade of grass,

Shake the fur with joy,

Anticipation for a race in high piles.

Is it possible?

The hat warms my freezing head.

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A glowing layer of white

protects against the wind's bite.

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Patches of the field are covered,

Everything slowly evens out.

The moon's light passes

hurried by the clouds' sprinkle,

The mind brightens.

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The speed of life

slows down,

forced by the lack of visibility

and the inadequacy of the tools

to withstand nature's course.

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The snow falls, and many are surprised.

You love it.

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My boots

press down the footprints,

Soon to fall as one with

the erasure of chance.

We find the way,

Walking toward the window's blurry light,

Through the falling flakes.

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The surprising first snow

in the winter's white wonder.

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A worried glance out the window,

You curl up in your warm basket,

Fur cleaned by the snow,

The thickness of the snow layer increases.

Will the world come to a halt?

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Tomorrow you will try

to eat the served snow dessert,

Unconcerned by human troubles.

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