The snow is glistening,
As it covers the ground.
It is as a whisper,
Making hardly a sound.
Everything turns white,
And for a while the land is pure.
I go outside to catch a snowflake,
I must look silly for this I'm sure.
I create new footprints,
With every step I make.
No one else has made this route,
This, only I shall take.
I'm standing still,
Along this frozen ravine.
Darkness has floated from my mind,
And left my heart serene.
I look out towards the rising sun,
Floating orbs pass by my eyes.
My breath is taken with just a glimps,
As colors stretch across the skies.



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