In the stillness of a frosted dawn,
Snowflakes dance in silent grace,
The world wrapped in a gentle yawn,
Winter’s breath a cool embrace.
Bare branches painted white,
Crystals cling like dreams untold,
Under the pale and silver light,
Stories of the cold unfold.
Footprints etch the virgin snow,
Paths of wonder, paths of old,
Whispering winds softly blow,
Secrets in the chill unfold.
In this serene, icy land,
Hearts find warmth in winterâs art,
As firelight glows, hand in hand,
Unity in the coldest heart.