"First Falling Snow"

Introduction:

Lets look deep inside
Can only silence melt and can winter only be coldness
Can we only observe what is silent
Can our eyes see
Can our ears hear
The beauty to unfold as our hearts speak

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"First Falling Snow"

Oh how the beauty of the first falling snow
The lightness of the flutters of a snow flake falling
gently from the sky to the ground
What glistening from sunlight was this fine white fluff upon the landscape
Highlighting the bushes and trees in such a robe
Such picturistic tranquility upon my surrounds
The beauty of this first snow as I awaken and open the window in amaze
Such love I have for winter
Coldness of a snow flake touching my cheek
showing me its winter as season changes
Coldness of those flakes, that crispness that shows me winter is the wonderland the beauty it bestows
Running and playing in this white cover that holds memories to the season
Purity from the heaven above
What softness does it appeal as I awaken to a new falling snow
The touch of purity in a new day
For winter is now upon us and coldness is felt within this morning air
Such overwhelming of this season for what it gives
Joy for purity, laughter for play, love for the season in all that it gave
That brings memories of child hood play
Snow angels as I spread my arms and legs
Looking to the sky at falling snow in amaze
What fun to build snowmen and laugh as we play
What fun to build snow forts and throw snow balls at each other
All for the fun that is upon those snowy days
What astounding way to spend a day
Playing in white fluff upon natural settings of a new falling snow
Like a new found pleasure I find to its setting
I observe its beauty in all aspects with gentle memories for the past
Overlooking fields of white robes and towering white trees
that glisten to the sparkle of ice that drip from their branches
To backgrounds of mountains with snow capped peaks
To farms in the countryside to the country roads,
I once drove
All the beauty of this first falling of snow
Memories upon my days and the life I once remembered
The beauty of the first falling snow

Hanger

"Silence Of Winter on the Marsh"

What beauty does it hold when silence is at ones side
What beauty is the first falling of one flake at a time
Till the sky is full of flakes
Beauty unfolding before my eyes
What beauty it is to see birds fly in the natural state of its surroundings
The lust I have for such beauty
The water trickling through narrow stream, with ice floating on top,
on lakes of golden marsh
What beauty that unfolds before my eyes
When snow blankets the ground
Security of winter cover, upon its golden harvest
As you see nature stand still for a moment
Then when you look around, its alive, abundant with life
Sounds of a trickling stream
To the sounds of birds on cold golden ponds
The crunching of your footsteps as you pack the fields
Oh what beauty can unfold before your eyes
In silence can we only observe
What holds to the seasons, the beauty as it unfolds

Hanger

"I close my eyes then awaken in emptiness
inside this heart is love ,
renders a plea , words of splendor for nature "

Hanger

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