whispering enchantments

snow covered trees bow silently

pointed heartedly to the ground

and without a sound speak aloud

whispering enchantments

somewhere in between

the layers where they meet

muted light seeks the shadowed

recesses of underneath

and

with quiet embrace

love goes unnoticed

where music becomes audible...


hwmaclean

"and the heavy blanket of griefsnow on branches offer such protection, even though it seems the branches may break from the weight of it

oh, the enchantment with our own mystery... somewhere in between the layers, the cold, the ice, the silence, the icy whisperings, the cold cold truth..."


McCall Erickson