In the stillness of a winter’s night,
The world adorned in frost’s gentle lace,
Stars shimmer with a silver light,
Whispering secrets in the quiet space.
Trees stand tall in their icy crowns,
Silent guardians of the frozen land,
Snowflakes weave soft, silent gowns,
As winter’s breath guides nature’s hand.
Beneath the moon’s tranquil glow,
Rivers rest in frozen dreams,
While the earth lies wrapped below,
In winter’s calm and tender seams.
The dawn breaks with a gentle sigh,
Painting skies in hues of pale blue,
As the world awakes with morning’s eye,
To winter’s beauty, pure and true.