The deep howl of the wind
The high whistling of flying snowflakes
And the harmony of it ever falling
The crackling orchestra of ice
The graceful dance of crystallized drifts
While conducting trees sway in the wind
Their branches glittering like millions of stars
A land unmoving,
Taken by the beauty and serenity
A choreographer's dream
For the scene is executed to perfection
Silence...
The thundering applause of an avalanche
Shatters a quiet wonder
And as the sun rises
The drip, drip, drip
Of a land's joy can be heard
Slowly this shedding of tears turns to rushing
Torrents of new life
Because it knows the song will be heard again
Such is Winter's Song
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