Softly falling giant snowflakes,
A kind and calming meditation
To end my day of inner fear.

Cool Winter air stealing in through
Partially open window,
Refreshes with its unique frosty quality,
Stirring happy childhood memories of Christmas Eve.

Sun glinting on frosty snow still has the power
To thrill and move my ever-hopeful soul.....
Hopeful for a miracle to transform my restless,
Anxious world, to a place of Peace, Hope and Joy.

A Wood Pigeon coos confidently
In the bare trees beyond,

Strangely, simply, soothing, soothing,
Dwindling light throws stark branches
Into eerie contrast, against the snow-laden skies.

My red fleece coverlet, of snowflakes,
Pine trees and Polar Bears, assaults
My sensitive senses with its vividness,
Its vibrant sketch of Winter.

The outside whiteness
So soothing in contrast
Envelops each snowflake born from the skies,
Like each new face born to the world,
Alone, unmatched, hoping to be acknowledged
In its distinctive, frozen state of being.

Orange lamplight, glows slowly and slyly
Like a pair of Cat's eyes,
Luminous and beautiful, as in sudden confrontation.

And the silence,
The wonderful, tranquilising sound of silence,
That only the snow can bring,
Muffling the harshness and sharpness
Of everyday noise.

I lie back and breathe deeply and slowly,
My breath, steamy, soft and soundless
In the chilly air.

Just for a few joyful moments,
I let go, relax...relax
Blowing my fears away into the
Stillness and darkness of the Silent Night,
Sinking back into the gentle muted colours
Of my little world of soft-white calm.

My red coverlet thrown aside cannot invade
My temporary tranquility,
For now, and now is all we ever have,
I am,

I am

At Peace.....