Winter Icing

　
Frosting glimmering on icy limbs light with shimmer,
Branches heavy under ice coats of milky white
Shiny in the dancing, glancing early morning sun rays,
Each twig encased in precious layers of nature’s icing sugar.

Matching stone-like snow banks sit like
Hardened, shellacked meringue,
Frozen into delightful curves as if
Nature’s knife has designed and then suspended its work.

The sound of silence echoes softly across
The still fields sparkling, rimmed with statue fences
Locked in the glossy embrace of cold, watery fingers
Sprinkled with sun-dappled frothiness.

Patterns and designs frozen in snowflake precision
Scattered across the surfaces of wood and water,
A masterpiece complete as if chiseled with effort,
Instead, sprung upon us sweetly in effortless surprise.

Nature smartly grinning in stunning performance
Smiling in supreme satisfaction and smirking, a little,
But then, slowly her artistry gives way to another timeless luster,
The slow, gradual melting nod as Nature sighs, “Adieu!”

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