All is white.The noise, the light.The crisp, the cold,Entrance my soul.A snowflake falls, so delicate.Flawless peace surrounding it.Does it make a soundWhen it lands just there?Nestling so gently,Without a care?Perhaps if it does,It’s the sound of still.Faint, and so tender,Yet charged with will.The trees are idle. The moon is nigh.Cherishing calm as I look to... Continue Reading →