The snow is silently falling
All around the landscapes turning white
I`m dressed up in mittens and scarf
In this surreal wilderness bright

Crunching through the fresh fallen snow
Now the sun`s up, it`s such a great sight
With icicles hanging from the eaves,
Feels very different from last night
...
As I`m walking through the country side
Trees stripped bare from all their greenery
Yet the branches blanketed in snow
Standing stark against the scenery

There`s a deep sense of tranquillity
For silence cannot be mistaken
The earth`s wrapped up warm through this season
Hibernating until spring`s awaken

© Lis Bull 2013