Down soft white blanket
covering the land
sends me walking
late afternoon in
frigid temps not seen
in almost a hundred years.
fwoosh, fwoosh, fwoosh
Stillness breaths me
expands my ribs
enlivens the bones of my soul
and dampened sound
relaxes my mind.
fwoosh, fwoosh, fwoosh
Nothing left to sense
but chittering sharp bird calls
soft dove coos and
geese honking at a distance.
fwoosh, fwoosh, fwoosh
Water trinkles a gentle song
echoing in the creek
its melody for lyric avians.
fwoosh, fwoosh, fwoosh
Crisp drops of air
silently mark the time.
fwoosh, fwoosh, fwoosh