In the heart of winter’s embrace, A quiet hush falls over the place. Snowflakes dance in the frosty air, Each unique, beyond compare. Bare trees stand in silent might, Against the long, moonlit night. Stars twinkle in the icy sky, As the northern winds whisper and sigh. Every morning, a white canvas anew, Glistening in…
Goodbye Winter, with your frost-laden sighs, Your crystal cloak that under sunlit skies Melts away in a cascade of bright tears, As Spring in her vibrant gown appears. Hello Spring, with your palette of new life, Erasing traces of cold, bitter strife. Your blossoms paint the world in hues so bold, A story of rebirth,…
A whisper through the trees, a subtle shift, As Winter’s icy reign begins to lift. Beneath the snow, a hint of green peeks out, A silent, stirring symphony of sprout. Gone are the days of crystal frosted dawn, Of snowy blankets on the slumbering lawn. The sun, once distant, brings its warming light, To chase…
Lullaby of Winter The night wraps ’round like a velvet cloak, Stars twinkle above, a silent stroke. Snowflakes fall in a gentle sway, Winter whispers, “End of day.” Moon’s silver beam on fields of white, Glowing softly in the deep night. Trees shadowed against the sky so clear, Hold secrets that only night can hear….
Gentle Yawn of Winter Upon a frosty morn, so clear and bright, Sunlight sparkles, a delightful sight. Snow hugs the earth in a quiet embrace, Winter whispers, the world’s grace. Trees stand in crystal splendor, Branches dressed in white, oh so tender. Breath in the air, a misty song, In winter’s chill, we belong. Children’s…
Pagan Chant of the Winter Solstice In the frost-kissed realm, where spirits roam, On the night when the sun’s light gently wanes, We gather in the sacred grove’s embrace, To honor the solstice in ancient ways. Whispers of ancestors, like wind through trees, Their wisdom woven in the winter’s breeze, The Oak King reigns, his…
Echoes of the Long Night In the stillness of the long night, beneath the cold sky’s shimmering light, Tales of old are softly spoken, in the language of the token. Echoes of ancestors’ prayers, swirling in the winter airs, A dance of shadows and of flames, in the solstice rites, we claim our names. Buffalo…
Whispers of the Winter Sun In the heart of winter’s embrace, under a cloak of starlit lace, Ancient hills with frosty crowns, beneath the moon’s silvery downs. Whispers of the winter sun, where Celtic dreams have just begun, Druids dance in circles old, secrets in the stones are told. Amber fires and yew tree bows,…
After the Winter When winter’s chill begins to fade, And snow gives way to the sun’s warm cascade, The world awakens with a gentle sigh, Underneath the brightening, azure sky. Buds peep shyly from their frosty beds, As spring’s green fingers weave through the meadows and the hedges. Trees, once stark in winter’s embrace, Now…
In a quaint village, dusted with snow’s soft sheen, There dwelt a lone bird, in winter’s embrace keen, Perched atop an ancient oak, sturdy and grand, Overlooking a sleepy, frost-kissed land. Feathers ruffled against the chill, brave and bright, He watched the days shorten, and longer the night, His song, a silver thread in the…
