The wind kissed the snow
Bringing twinkles of dust
Moon glinted off flakes
The landscape was hushed
The only sound to be heard
Was the energetic vibration
And the breeze when it breathed
In complete syncopation
With the song of the cosmos
In the realm of creation
With the Light and the Shadows
The Sunfire and Blackholes
The strength and the centeredness
Of magnetic poles
The whisper of willows
The language of tree
The starlight kept watch
On that silent bright eve
And the sound of a thought
Was invasive indeed
So Presence came naturally
In the white shine of freeze
Icicle Chandaliers
Hung from the trees
And sparkled like diamonds
Icy gems crystalline
Winterland Palace
Sacred space of Now
Allows for interaction
With a state of Higher Mind
Where the heart begins to speak
Leaving noisiness behind
Random thoughts now go to sleep
And all that's heard is the Divine
Remember, You are being breathed
As well as being held as an idea
In the mind of All There Is
Within perfect state of being
Surroundings so holy
Being nurtured by nature
The patterns of branches
Held high in their stature
The ice reflects moonlight
The snow reveals a million tiny stars
Twinkling in their kingdom
As Orion does in ours
Twirly tornado of twinkles
Swirling down the path ahead
And the gentler dusting dance
In a back and forth sway
Moving side to side
When the breeze comes to play
This night is entrancing
In white light bright as day
And black sky is romancing
The moon as she lay
Held softly by the heavens
Her beauty displayed
Awareness shifts once more
To a different time and space
We are interdimensional beings
Awareness rarely in one place
Travelers are we
Through many states of being
Duality occurs like breath
Always giving and receiving