What about fresh fallen snow

Takes you places of long time ago

Unknown reasons quiets all things

Inside snowfall silence that sings


Stillness returns from an era when

The world less manic simpler then

A white gray swirl and a dull sky

Along with quiet filling the eye


New snow invites opposites that

We’re drawn seduced bi-polar tack

The freezing crisp air beckons us out

While drawn in by a fire that’s stout


The chill of the freeze bracing delight

Like the warmth of flannel at night

Hard labor shoveling heavy wet snow

Calling forth slumber beside embers’ glow


As winter greets with chilled arctic bursts

It pulls forth the image of tropical thirst

Snowfall is nature’s treasure

Silent snow heartfelt pleasure


What was the impact the last time you experienced purity and stark of fresh snow and cold?

What does the memory bring up for you?

– Stewart Levine ©

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