Nature’s Muse

Nature’s Muse

The quietude in the crisp winter night 
Sends a sudden chill down my spine 
It brings along with it an undesirable loneliness
And leaves me longing for the beguiling sunshine

The viridescent meadows have lost their eternal charm
The deathly white blanket yet leaves it pristine
As the feathery flakes completely envelope them 
The sight is celestial and so divine 

The moon rises lazily above the somnolent horizon
And casts its magic on the snow laden meadows 
The ivory blanket starts to shimmer and glisten 
And veil the moonlight with mysterious shadows

The silvery stars embellish the darkened skies
Like an Indian bride adorned in the glory of precious jewels 
Absence of chirping birds often perturbs me 
As in their abandoned nests they no more dwell 

The quivering wind passes by dreamily
Whispering sweet nothings to the pine boughs
They are laden with the flakey snow
Kissing the tips of the frozen grass as they stoop low 

This awe inspiring beauty is like a vibrant painting on canvas
Surreal and casting its spell to easily hypnotise us 
The dexterous artist is the heavenly one above 
And the colossal sight is enough to mesmerise us
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