Winter Night

Winter Night

How still the silent night,

sky clad in shades of gray,

moon-charmed with mystic light

that flees with break of day.

So still the sleeping land

hid ‘neath the shadowed snow

like resting desert sand

caressed by moonlit glow.

Now still the dreaming lake

spell-bound till kiss of Spring

when it shall reawaken

to hear all Nature sing.

Tonight I sit and ponder,

thoughts robed in Winter white,

peaceful, awe-struck wonder,

still and silent as I write.

shelley wilson—‘ariel-shelley’

February 29, 2008

Kenogami Lake


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