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When the snow falls in the hinterlands
and I find myself drawn to the winter wood
I ponder the state of earthly affairs and believe
that there is much to discover from a winter white
from the forest and the stillness of a winter tree
where solitude and absence of the noise of life
allow the soul to rejoice and find peace
here in the stillness of a winter white I inhale the joy of life
and exhale a world of woes purified by the trees
so I may begin anew, the state of earthly affairs
with my mind free from the noise of life
and find peace in the still of a winter white
and wish peace to all of you

Really wonderful!
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Thanks so much, Nico. 🙂
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🙂🌏
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Lovely, Sue. I agree. There is no stillness like that of snow covered winter night.
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Thank you, Bill.
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Indeed, nothing like a snowy forest path.
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Thank you.
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Delightful poem and photo! Thanks for sharing.
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Thanks so much, Carl😊
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So lovely, Sue! I always loved the quiet stillness after a snow.
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Thanks so much, Jean. It’s snowing again as I type this. Winter is here on the homestead ❄️⛄️
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Beautifully said, Sue!
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breathtaking -what serenity and so beautiful/
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Thanks so much, Michele 🙂
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And peace to you, Sue. I am thrilled to be back to a four-seasons climate. Winter included! ❤
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Thanks so much, Bela. The winter here is so peaceful ❤️
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It is!
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