Winter's Embrace

In the hush of the evening, where shadows grow long,
I wander the paths where my heart feels strong.
A chill in the air, a frost on the ground,
Each step is a whisper, a soft, muffled sound.

Snow falls like whispers, slow and serene,
A delicate dance, quiet and clean.
It kisses the rooftops, the fences, the trees,
It lingers, it rests, like a soft winter's breeze.

The glow of the streetlights, diffused and low,
Casts halos on footprints wherever I go.
Each house holds a story, a life tucked inside,
Where warmth meets the cold and memories abide.

The world is a canvas of shimmering white,
A fleeting perfection beneath the moonlight.
I pause and I marvel, my breath in the air,
A moment of magic, beyond all compare.

Soon there’ll be laughter, and bustling cheer,
The clink of the glasses, the close of the year.
But for now, in this silence, this peaceful retreat,
I savor the solitude, my soul feels complete.

The season reminds me of what matters most,
Not the gifts, nor the feasts, nor the lavish toast,
But the love that surrounds us, so simple, so pure,
The bonds that endure when the snow is no more.

So I carry this stillness, this calm in my heart,
A treasure to keep when the holiday parts.
For in the quiet of winter, a truth is unfurled,
That peace and love are the gifts of the world.