Virgin Snow
It was virgin snow
almost a sin to walk there
Earth soundproofing and
protecting itself from chaos
Silent and peaceful fresh air
Most birds had flown but
a few mourning doves cooed
The sun was struggling
to make its appearance
Invisible animals searched for food
The stillness of the morning
lifted my spirits high
A feeling of serenity
and at one with nature
as I looked up to the sky
All the information I ever needed
was right in front of me here
The world was alive and beautiful
Unaware yet of my carbon footprint
Singing a hymn of seasonal cheer
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Prompts:
In response to Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Prompt – Untrodden
Absolutely beautiful, Christine…. <3 Sharing.
Thank you Bette. I really appreciate it 🙂
Such a pristine and tranquil verse, Christine! 💕
Thank you so much Punam ❤️🙂
My pleasure 😊
really beautiful, Christine, and captures the moment perfectly.
Thank you so much Sue! ❤️🙂
Perfection in a single moment -love it, Christine.
Thank you so much V.J. 🙂💕
My pleasure! Have a good day!
You too my friend 💕
Such a peaceful ‘feel’ to this poem.
Thank you so much! 🙂
I loved how you described the snow as “Earth soundproofing and protecting itself from chaos”. I’ve personally always loved the snow and it’s always been comforting to me so that line really stood to out to me 🙂
Thank you. I always find snowfall so peaceful as if the world has gone quiet. You feel the same way too, that’s great! 🙂
i felt a stream of consciousness flow through you as you wrote this, a lovely walk you have taken me, and my heart feels rested
I know you like the snow Gina. It’s so magical, isn’t it? 💕
yes Christine I do…a life long obsession. you have said the right word..magical indeed!
Lovely poem.
Thank you ❤️
this poem is like a hypnotic dream – tsk
Hope that’s good! 🙂
Hypnotic is way better
Good! Thanks Tony 🙂