
And creating now
from a cooler palette
the frosty air of winter
paints pastel, moody hues
over the hillsides and valleys
sleeping ’neath snow pillows that
blend into the horizon so beautifully
where all is still and peaceful.
Oh yes, I adore this artwork
from Mother Nature in January
she paints of serenity on her canvas
her fragile snowflakes, each one unique
shimmers and dances before my eyes then
gently turns into a soft teardrop on my cheek.
Fresh tingle touches of a trembling breeze kiss me
and I am divinely humbled .
© Stella Armour 09-01-15