Flakes Descend
The first snow falls gently, a soft and silent shroud,
Blanketing the earth in a crystalline embrace that delights,
Hiding the scars of man’s actions, veiling every harsh line,
Imperfections vanish beneath a layer of soft white lace,
Transforming the world into a vision wrapped in peace, a cloud.
Each flake dances down gracefully, unique in its fleeting flight,
Whispers of tranquility brush against the chilled skin,
The loud, bustling streets grow hushed in pure delight,
As nature’s quilt unfolds, bringing a moment to begin,
In the stillness of snow, the heart learns to feel light.
Trees wear their frosty coats, branches dressed in shimmering white,
Bending gracefully under the weight of this pristine grace,
Man’s hurried footsteps slow, pausing in awe of the sight,
The world finds a new rhythm, a slower, gentler pace,
In this peaceful cocoon, all worries take to flight.
The snow covers the earth like a soothing, warm embrace,
Transforming the landscape into a dream-like expanse of white,
Each rooftop and pathway becomes a blank, perfect space,
As the chilly air whispers secrets to the fading light,
In the glow of winter’s wonder, solace and grace take place.
So let it snow, let the soft and delicate flakes descend,
Let the chaos of life be muffled in the stillness that it brings,
In this moment of beauty, let broken hearts mend and blend,
For the first snow brings peace, an unspoken thrill that sings,
In the quiet it offers, may love and hope extend.