Winter Feels

Winter is dry,

Rough and harsh.

But it is beautiful,

Irrespective of its scars.

Winter dries off the leaves,

Its snow covers up the grass.

But its love towards nature,

Is surplus.

If you ever look at stars,

On a winter night.

Or gaze at the rising sun,

In a morning twilight.

If you experience it,

With your own eyes.

You will feel nothing less,

Than a paradise.