White gloved fingers steal the nights breath
as it covers the mouth of the earth.

Silencing the land in a raspy voice to lay
and listen…

Listen as Santa’s twinkle teases us with holiday.
Rosy nature plays in the heavenly tears, like
a blessing of rebirth.

Petals so soft touch my tongue, entering like
a lover, melting against my warmth.

Paling the sky with silvery Christmas
draping down in tinsel.
Stilled, blanket covers in solemn prayers….