I Hear The Sound of Winter

We had our first snowfall a week before Thanksgiving and the first thing I thought of was how quiet and still it becomes when everything is covered with that soft, downy blanket of white. It inspired this poem.

I also remembered the watercolor painting I had done years ago that gives me that calm, unhurried, peaceful feeling when I view it. I thought the two would go well together.

I Hear The Sound of Winter
By Carol Glitschka, 12/05

I hear the sound of winter
It’s stillness all around
The softness of each snowflake
As they muffle trees and ground

The reflective crystal glow
Puts all nature on display
Pristine, untouched and soft
It beckons, come and play!

Against the velvet Prussian sky
I watch them gently float
A million stars from heaven
Apply their winter coat

I hear the trickle of the stream
It’s edges sparkle bright
Flakes mingle with the flow
And voyage out of sight.

Angles take on roundness
You can hear the stillness grow
The world at rest in winter
Beneath it’s cape of snow.