Beneath the silver sky, the world lies still,
Each breath a whisper, each moment a thrill.
The frost-kissed trees in quiet grace stand tall,
As winter’s embrace gently cloaks us all.

The stars above in icy splendor gleam,
Reflecting dreams in a frozen stream.
Night’s velvet curtain drapes the land in peace,
Where time’s relentless march finds a brief release.

Footprints trace stories in the snow so white,
Echoes of laughter in the pale moonlight.
The world, asleep, in winter’s tender care,
Basks in the silence of the crisp, cold air.

Winter’s breath, a song of stillness sings,
A lullaby carried on angelic wings.
In this serene and tranquil frozen sea,
We find the beauty of what winter can be.