A Winter’s Tale

Snowflakes falling, soft and white, Blanketing earth, a wondrous sight, Hushed and quiet, the world transforms, In winter’s grasp, the spirit warms.

Frosted branches, a crystalline tree, Nature’s jewels for all to see, In the stillness, a peaceful tone, In every flake, a dream is sown.

With firelight dancing, shadows cast, We find comfort in winter’s past, The seasons turn, a timeless thread, In nature’s heart, we find our bed.

• Anna Maria Møller