The Sound of Winter

It is chilled.
The land is quiet. Sleeping.
Under a layer of frost
or snow, so still.
Cold and quiet
is the air all around
I relish the sound
of Winter.

It is a stillness.
A rest of the world.
A quiet, beautiful rest
and we can hear.

But do we listen
or cover up the accolade
of quiet with noise
because we are afraid

To look deep,
to muse within ourselves
because we like to be distracted
and ignore the sound of Winter.


*Photo taken on my only visit to NYC so far, in 2003. Hopefully I will see this scene of snow when I visit this month!