The sun’s angle creates a dimness to my eye
A pink hue paints the sky
The snow glistens in Winter’s obscurity
Causing the cold to permeate the darkness with an odd security
On the snow covered fields, small animals prance
Leafless trees are almost transparent at first glance
The white in the darkness blankets the landscape
Nostalgia emerges among the cold, crisp air to take shape.
Powdered sugar snow blankets the evergreen covered mountains.
Soft, fluffy, emerald
You could get lost
Pleading with nature for much needed sustenance
Standing on a makeshift pier; homemade line out
You are silhouetted by the vast pristine scene
The world above is mirrored below on crystal glass.
Peaks of mountains rise above and fall below
This vision belongs in museum
Yet there is no one here to witness
Blue skies go on forever.
The beauty comforts in this solitude
At dusk the blue is replaced by sprinkles filling the skies
The air shrinks and chills the bones
A howl from neighbors send the chills to the soul
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