In the quiet of the winter’s breath,Where snowflakes dance in gentle flight,The world transforms in silent grace,Beneath the cloak of endless white.Trees stand tall, their branches bare,Adorned with crystals that softly gleam,As the chill wraps the earth with care,In a serene and timeless dream.The sky, a canvas of muted gray,Holds the promise of a snowfall’s kiss,While winds weave through the frozen day,Singing songs of a tranquil bliss.Embrace the stillness, the quiet peace,As winter whispers secrets old,A season’s breath, a gentle release,In its arms, a story told.