In the stillness of the winter’s night,
Ice forms a world of crystal light,
Each flake a silent symphony,
A dance of nature’s artistry.

Beneath the moon’s gentle embrace,
Ice mirrors stars with delicate grace,
A frozen realm where dreams take flight,
In the quiet hours of the night.

Trees adorned with icy crowns,
Reflect the beauty that surrounds,
A fleeting moment of pure delight,
Captured in the cold, crisp night.

As dawn breaks and the sun ascends,
The world of ice begins to bend,
Melting into streams of light,
A testament to winter’s might.