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Winter brings its bounty
Of gifts, when tulip bulbs
And crowned lilies bend,
Weighed down by crystalline
Snowflakes and rime.
Winds dare not disturb
Frost-laden branches bent.
***
All’s buried in mounds
Of snow’s chaste innocence.
‘Tis, wild’s wintery quiescence.
The world’s still awhile…
Shush! None dares disturb!
Snowy carpets muffle footsteps.
***
Then, to the forest floor
My ears, I press.
And harken to woods,
Filled with resounding silence,
Whistling the snow’s song.
My being, my core
Is suffused with reverence.
***
Shan’t I rejoice amidst
Wilderness’s quietude,
Sifting wisdom of the ancients?
Dare I ask for more?
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Mumtaz N. K.
30-10-2020
Picture courtesy: Unsplash, Jared Rice
Glossary
rime: frost formed by freezing of supercooled water on solid substance
quiescence: the state of being inactive or dormant
What is this life, if full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
Nature’s bounty… Indeed, we keep asking for more when there’s treasure strewn all around us!
Thank you Sanjukta. Yes, I’m reminded of school days (W.H.Davies’ Leisure ) of wonderment.
This is such a peaceful yet thought-provoking verse💚💚💚
Love the silent detailing
Thank you. Sonali I felt the same whilst reading nature poetry.
Beautiful!
Lovely description of a wintery landscape..soothing poem
Thank you Sai and Ramya.
Such a beautiful poem! Loved it 🙂
Thank you 💚
A, perfectly woven poem . Loved it!
Thank you Jaya.
Such a beautifully crafted poem, dear Mumtaz!
-A fan
I guess it’s this forum that makes us love poetry more than anything else! Thank you … Pooja 💚 I’m sure winter to bring many more delights!
So tranquil… Calming.. Beautiful.
Thank you 😊💚