The snow falls silently upon the bare branches
Of cherries, frosty pines and cedars tall,
Like some crimson dusk harking to falling darkness
And to the echoes of its silent call.
Then gathers in soft and gentle heaps about it
Promising not to leave its forlorn side,
Sheathing its stark nudity with its powdery veil
A blithe endeavour to preserve its pride.
They speak to each other in some voiceless parlance
Falling snow, icy winds and placid boughs,
Purple skies watching with baited speechless wonder
A blissful romance that silently plows.
Such be nature's rhapsody of ecstatic love
Silently culminating from heaven's above.
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A beauty on nature. Rich with vocabulary it flows so nice. Loved it. Thanks for sharing.
Thank you so much dear poet... for reading my verses and liking them. My deep respect and warm regards for you!
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I would like to translate this poem
Lovely poem. A mysterious silence with snow around invokes emotions that are beyond this world. The magic of Nature at its best. Your poem captures it so perfectly. Thanks for sharing. Enjoyed two of your poems very much today.