the quiet of winter

The pastel colors of February

Dispel winter's darkness.
Quiet rides on the wind,

Ice crystals sparkle in the sunlit landscape.

It is a time of contemplation

And solitary reflection.

All of this beauty,

In the vastness of the mountains,

Or the delicate detail of the crystals,

Speaks of a creator God,

Immense monuments,

And miniature miracles,

All made by His magnificent hand.

I am so thankful to see His handiwork all around me.