Naked trees become silhouettes
in winter’s pretty shawl
snowflakes dancing in pirouettes
so graceful as they fall.
Oh so tranquil the silent snow
soft and serene where ’ere i go
oh so tranquil
oh so tranquil
I love this gentle warming glow.
I caught a snowflake in my hand
it turned into a tear
then another on my eye and
I knew that he was near.
Precious moments this winter day
as all around awareness lay
precious moments
precious moments
hushed in time but yet here to stay.
This quiet evening all alone
as icy wind chimes ring
is healing all the wrongs I’ve known
renewing everything.
The hand of God is here tonight
painting his canvas pure and white
the hand of God
the hand of God
it found my heart and gave it light.
© Stella Armour 27-11-2016