In the hush of winter’s gentle breath,Where snowflakes dance in twilight’s grace,The world transforms in quiet depth,A silken cloak in a frozen space.Trees stand adorned in frosty lace,Their branches cradled by the chill,A serene beauty time cannot erase,In the stillness, hearts stand still.Beneath the moon’s soft, silver glow,Footsteps crunch on icy ground,Echoes of a world wrapped in snow,In winter’s arms, peace is found.The night’s embrace, a crystal hymn,A lullaby for the weary soul,In winter’s realm, where dreams begin,And the heart finds its gentle whole.