Sleeping Beauty
It slouches in the heights the cold, frosty greeting
of the forest
Dressed in all white
the trees bow before me
I dive into a cave of silence
The quiet is speckled with a tingle of snow pixies
The diamond covered
fabric of winter
spins
Millions of minuscule stars
dance in the light
The nebula of my breath
forms new galaxies
The ground rests under
the warm snowy blanket
It sleeps outside of time
