WINTER

I climbed to the ridge so deep
with snow
and looked on the valley
down below . . .
Glistening, shimmering
immaculate white
it had fallen so silently
during the night . . .
Distant vistas stretch so
clear and bare
revealing such slumbering
beauty there . . .
Hiding the mystery of
winter's long sleep
That the trees in their
stately silence keep.

Exquisitive loveliness
breath-taking, serene
completely tucked in by
heaven's white screen.

Tomorrow may come
and with it the thaw . . .
Today is perfect
there isn't a flaw . . .
Such artistry gives its own
special balm . . .
in a blessing to all
with its peace and its calm!