"Winter; listen to the wind, feel the frost on the ground,
seek the warmth that resides within and around.
Hear, now, and see, in stillness, the wonder,
quiet, slow, oh so slow, silently whisper,
white mantle reflecting the holding mind
warmth, seeking, feeling kind.
Hear the slow pulse of Mother sleeping
breathe with her, in sweet surrendering
January trees, in the hazy, still morning light,
in the pale misty windy night
branches twisting, bending, dancing
silhouettes painting the clear sky, reaching
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