One by one by one
the white dust fills the sky.
Tiny droplets of ice
free falling onto earth.
A crystal moment in time.
The cold air in your lungs.
The crunch of compressing snow underfoot.
Heavy weight
drags...
But the essential
the indefinable
the memory
is of the quiet.
The impossible stillness
that can only come
in this moment.
Life stands still.
No sound.
No movement.
Save for the falling snow.
And you.
Lovely! Stay warm!
ReplyDeleteReally nice! Snow does bring a certain silence.
ReplyDeleteSuch a beautiful poem....lovely feeling
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