The cold winter breeze,
is touching my heart,
the violin plays it´s sad notes,
the snow flakes wander silently.
Down in the forest,
the earthy smell,
a hope for a cozy soul,
it´s a magic spell.
The sky so blue,
full of bright stars,
the moon is hidden tonight,
waiting for the warming light.
I stand watching nature unfold,
secret places I will never know,
feeling each part of my soul,
liberating memories that were put on hold.
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