Winter

In winter's chill, a silent hush,
The world adorned in snowy blush.
Each flake a whispered tale to tell,
In frosty breath, a magic spell.

Beneath the cloak of icy white,
Nature sleeps, serene in night.
Yet within this cold embrace,
A warmth resides, a hidden grace.

The crackling fire, a beacon bright,
Guiding souls through winter's night.
In cozy nooks, by hearths aglow,
Stories dance in ember's flow.

Through barren trees, a whispered song,
Of dreams that linger, still and long.
In winter's grasp, we find our way,
Through icy paths and frosted fray.

So let us cherish winter's art,
Embrace its cold, yet tender heart.
For in its grip, we learn to see,
The beauty of eternity.