The jewel studded tapestry puts on a show of icy spangles on the winter sky grand
The chiffon bathed dunes of porcelain snow, shimmer under the rime spires of willow wands
Wild winter rasp strips down the trees to their gnarly bones
With eyes of steel she glares at you from her icy throne
From pale cornsilk dusking skies float powdery snowdrops
Crisp, quivering wind glides over a silver laminated pond
Through the hawthorn and the aspen, on the frost tipped swards
In the gentle ivory light, the firs and cypress are sheathed in blankets of ice
On a primrose sky, December sings her soothing lullabies
The moon is a burgeoning opal rose rising with a sizzling sigh
The shadows are long and the silence is deep
Not a footfall of a nuthatch or a chirp of a wren through the eaves does seep
Bending pines and crackling birches,
Hickory logs burn in fireplaces
Fragrance of cinnamon and wood-smoke… and cocoa…and cedar!
Midnight suppers of Hazelnut coffee, apple strudels and coconut cookies dusted with vanilla sugar
Under a surreal ultramarine sky, is a sparkling regalia of crystalline snowflakes
Floating daintily around me, the lustrous opaline chandelier painting a winter's tale
Stillness is in the air as winter strips her soul bare
Of miracles and magic is this season of wonderland fanfare.
©️ Sangeetha Kamath
Pic Courtesy:Image by 11765557 from Pixabay
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