Thursday, January 29, 2009

L'amica del'Inverno

Let's be friends,
Winter and I.
Thrill me with snowflakes
and I'll breathe in your beauty

Blanket the hillsides with unstained glory
Turn the trees into temples.
Soothe our souls with pastoral purity
Transform the skies into joy.

Let's be friends,
Winter and I.
Remind me of stillness.
Comfort me with quiet.

Winter's Beauty.

I would dream all day
gazing at ice covered branches
dusted with snow.