Snow-whisper!
My dream-delight reluctantly becomes rudely-interrupted in
those midnight-dark wee hours before the pink-blush of a new
dawn has even considered waking the born coming-day as a
soft-cadence syncopation subtly invades slumber-consciousness.
Awake, at last. Finally surrendering to the “assault” with an
aggrieved-“insult” to a hedonist-fantasy dream, suddenly I
“smell” my precious “gift”---Snow!
Funny! Why did I not
Consciously assume its coming at bedtime last night! Often,
When in “need” of the frozen-fluff visit, I can allow my “sniffer”
to taste the frigid-air “sensing” a certain “tingle” in the air.
This one---obviously…I missed! Still! I shall fully enjoy”!
My delightful summer “Whisper-wind” is winter “Snow-whisper”!
And, so, now, I am up, at the window-glass, enjoying nature’s
choreography.
Dance your tumble-hijinks! White-purity! Oh! Frozen-beauty gift!
For I have rested well---awaiting…thy awesome cacophonous-arrival…
to all those “Young-at-heart”
kiddos who choose to listen---Silent!
Dare visit the “child” of yesteryear yearning to be free---once
more…again!
Snow-whisper! is a
land-of-fantasy reality-exquisite---waiting…for thy challenge!
Amen!
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