It's cold, so what!

The snow flakes are white,

then they vanish out of sight,

as they kiss your dry skin,

and wipe off your cheerful grin.

The cold wind slaps your face,

and you curse this frigid place,

and cover your face and whine,

as shivers twist through your spine.

It's cold, and we're freezing,

and these sharp flakes are teasing,

but the snow is lifted by the breeze,

and placed delightfully on these naked trees.

The ivory shines charmingly all around,

and the wind's is the only sound,

it touches our ears and whispers,

the secrets of all worldly stirs.

So admire her in this wretched form,

as Nature brings us this icy storm,

and live with this, which we cannot change,

this merciless beauty, strong and strange.

Beauty

The Rose is so beautiful,
Divine,dewy,drops of blood on land,
Its immortalized fragrance so blissful,
Carried by the winds of passion and romance.

The eternal orb of tranquility,
Dancing around the earth on a heavenly tune,
Its serene visage, beans with beauty,
We call this ageless maiden - the Moon.

Cold drops of water from above,
Cleansing our soul, lessening our pain,
God's gift to mankind - the liquid of love,
The Epitome of Nature's kindness - the Rain.

The Night Sky so infinite,
Where the beauty of contrast abounds,
The Stars are points of shimmering light,
Which cosmic darkness calmly surrounds.

They are all Nature's artistic creations,
Seem so ephemeral yet so true,
But neither the heavens nor this mortal world,
Nothing is as beautiful as you ...