Whispers of the Woods

in the woods on a snowy night,

the land is quiet and without light.

cold wind kisses me, snowflakes fall,

as I listen to the hush of nature's call.

the scent of pine is in the air,

a fragrance so sweet and rare.

I taste the chill upon my tongue,

as dark welcomes the night, young.

the snow is soft beneath my feet,

I stand still, ever so eager to meet

as my eyes behold a wondrous sight,

a breathtaking woodland of white.

I've waited for this moment to arrive

and finally, now my senses come alive.

a memory to cherish forevermore,

the peace of the woods, like never before.