Draped in snow, so soft and white,
Bound by silence, shrouded in night,
A winter's starry eve unfolds,
In forest's realm, where dreams are told.
Yet take a moment, pause to hear,
And soon the quiet will disappear,
Whispers of far-off rustlings swell,
Frosty creaks and chiming bells.
Listen closely, let the stillness fade,
As midnight's magic brings forth its parade.
In the heart of winter, alive is the sound,
In every whisper, the universe found.
Winter s Whisper
© Copyright: Лариса Сенегал, 2024
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