when winter speaks 🌨️
when winter speaks 🌨️


When winter speaks in whispered frost,
A hush descends, the earth embossed.
The breath of trees, a crystal sigh,
Beneath the veil of silver sky.
Its voice is sharp, yet soft as snow,
A lullaby the winds bestow.
In silence deep, the cold imparts,
A quiet stillness to our hearts.