Lonely country road
Complete soft
Silky silence
Broken only, by
Soft wistful whispers
Of downy, lace-like snow
Moon hazed over
nebulous clouds
Frosty glaze of icing spread
From horizon to infinity
Silence deafening
In it’s crystal stillness
Deep breaths of frigid freshness
Strive to savor
It’s precious essence
For this wonder tis what
Is precious now
Old poet’s random musings
Of precious wonders
Oft unnoticed
Oft passed by
Precious wonders
Cast asunder
Oft overlooked by hurried eye
Soft whisper of snow
Soft aura of moonglow
Precious wonders passed over
By you and I
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem