Woolen Cloak

Quietly the woolen cloak descends upon the sleeping ground, solemnly returning in the winter’s song, softened harmony reflecting silence’ part

Watchful o’er the sleeping land the blanket bathes the senses’ open nerves with subtle waves of resting light and solitude

Underneath this calming sea, the trees have shed their summer’s dress and sleep in dreams and empty growth, preparing for the seasons’ course

Beasts and humans still their mouths and minds before the bright silence, awed at winter’s nuanced shades and shapes displayed beneath the woolen cloak

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