Snowflakes swirling down
forming a white blanket,
covering the beautiful wintry landscape
The only sound one can hear here,
is the sound of silence
The only view one can see here,
is a view of unprecedented beauty
The only feeling one can feel here,
is a feeling of tranquility
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The only view one can see, is a view of unprecedented beauty../// beautifully penned