Winter day - threesixfive day 6
Snow falls slowly, shimmering white
darting through the branches of
the old willow tree in my back yard
and packs down in the garden
The sun comes through, and for
a moment the white is almost
too bright, the tree seems to
light up with sparkling faerie dust
Snow blanket covers the earth,
and for a moment everything is
the perfection only winter can
give the earth in pristine crystals
The world seems so quiet now
as if all creatures breathe softly
slowly, like snowflakes darting
down from dark grey clouds
