When Winter Sleeps

When winter sleeps… ….earth’s colors drain, like falling rain again and again its steady strum, a hypnotic song a quiet lull, a settling balm. When winter sleeps… …the weighty clouds, like blankets cover they hover…over the colorless landscape nameless shapes, in washed out dreams all creatures pause to rest…it seems. When winter sleeps… ….fairy tale dustings of snow fall freely over groves of trees where tiny sparrows huddle with relief nestling, wing on wing, for warmth and ease. When winter sleeps… …snow locks the earth in shackles and captures the burrowing bear to submit to the rhythm of the season… …when winters sleeps.