Deafening quiet December morning
Still cold air surrounds and bites at nothingness
Fresh white snow…piled deep, muffles
worldly worries and woes
Light creeps slowly into day, through naked trees
awakening bright red cardinals
plopping from perches into glittering snow
in search of first light breakfast
No highway sounds, lawnmower roars
only the sound of lingering stillness
hushing the heart into patient repose
Poetic Alchemist 
beautiful indeed!:)
Beautiful, Don.
It immediately took me back to my childhood in north-central Ontario where December mornings were often well below 0 F, cold crisp, sharp edged and utterly beautiful. Drifts of diamonds coming to life in the light of the new sun peaking over the horizon, echos of the wolves howling form the night before. So cold that each step in the snow squeaked and if you took a deep breath you would freeze your lungs.
That is, until I remember having to go to the outhouse in that surreal beauty. Then it became just plain cold!
May the joy of the season be yours
…Z
Thanks Floots, Aurora, and Polona. Glad you all enjoyed.
Thanks Jel. Glad you enjoyed and Merry Christmas to you!
Merry CHRISTmas DON& Family 😉
i agree with aurora
a beautiful moment
set in amber for us all to share
thank you
beautiful… so calm.
This is beautiful, Don.
Thanks Danny.
Good one! Nice! Thanks!