The World in Winter

he sun shines down upon the snow covered ground
making the icy crystals sparkle like tiny diamonds beneath my feet

a blissful silence surrounds me as i breathe in the frosty air
and exhale a cloud of my hot breath

every last movement makes a noise
it’s as if i can hear every mouse run,
every last breeze through the branches,
and every breath of everything around me

and they can hear the crunch of every one of my footsteps,
because even though the planet feels sleepy and cold

THE WORLD AROUND ME IS ALIVE
covered in the sparkling snow