Music of the Snow

We await her arrival
when the last stubborn leaf
finally gives up the ghost and
has fallen from the bough.

I, with mixed feelings
of love-hate relationship
(A true unconventional Bohemian)

She brings a hush that quietens
(enough sometimes)
to hear Heaven’s sounds in
nature’s timeless journey.

To see the sea of jewels
in kaleidoscopic sparkles
glitter and glow
stirs a dismayed heartbeat
into awareness that
life will still live and breathe
in endless flow
beneath her ice cold sheen.

Adrift in inner warmth
I’ll watch the Sleeping-Beauty ballets
recalling whispered moments
forgotten in all things that’ve passed
Yet, will return once more
in sensual silent dance
and
music of the snow.

~*~

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Shared with Thursday Think Tank Prompt #Winter

Author: Daydreamer

I live on a beautiful island in Atlantic Canada.

10 thoughts on “Music of the Snow”

  2. YOU awaken the magic of the silent, beauty that intrigues n’ haunts~ Lovely!
    I love these lines best:

    “To see the sea of jewels
    in kaleidoscopic sparkles
    glitter and glow
    stirs a dismayed heartbeat
    into awareness that
    life will still live and breathe
    in endless flow
    beneath her ice cold sheen”

    BEAUTIFUL~

  3. I too hear the music of the snow, soft crystal sounds, like wind chimes in the distance. Sometimes they laugh, sometimes they weep, always they call.

  6. Bloody Hell, you have to go and make snow seem nice, why couldn’t you let me be and think of it as vile traffic stopping crap?..haha

  8. “Life will still live and breathe….beneath her ice-cold sheen.” Lovely writing. I resist the cold of winter but, like the bear, tend to hibernate through it, which can be quite restful:)

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