The sky shatters like broken glass,
the small crystalline shards slowly drift to the earth below,
reflecting the soft glow of the already fallen.
A fair mantle of powder masks the soil,
Earth’s beauty enhanced with frosted softness.
The muted echoes of the world slowly cease,
as night falls, wrapping a dark blanket around her.
As the early morning light breaks through the trees,
casting shadows upon Earth’s lovely face,
the dancing of minute dreams twirl in the sky.
They fall lazily to rest upon her visage,
artic kisses that lightly brush her lips.
Once more they subside,
leaving the landscape in serene splendor.
Days pass and Spring’s sensitive touch maneuvers towards her,
brushing away the last of the wintry beauty,
replacing it with a ardent magnificence of its own.
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