Within the frozen walls of the forest
Beneath an icy canopy,
Alone I walk with memories
Down a winter path.
Wrapped in the shelter of the new fallen snow-
Beauty is a serene whisper of time.
Ancient mysteries adrift in the cold,
The sky heavy with silence-
Below, the world of white
And the trees that glow.
A message, a code-
Through the troubled years,
In the silver hush of December, the Promise…
Behold, Christmas!
…