In the silent dance of winter’s breath,
Crystals form a tapestry light,
Whispers echo in the stillness,
Underneath the moon’s gentle sight.
Veils of frost weave stories untold,
In the frozen realm where dreams unfold,
Each flake a gentle touch of art,
Warming the silence of the heart.
The night cloaks the world in silver hue,
Stars twinkle in the icy blue,
A symphony of quiet grace,
In this serene and timeless space.
Echoes of winter softly sing,
Of the beauty that the cold winds bring,
In the hush of night, a tale retold,
In the embrace of the winter’s hold.