The listener, listening in the snow

Hears how it sighs down through the air

And settles on the evergreens

That whisper softly in his ear

He hears the quiet growing

While around him falls the night

And the silence as an owl sweeps by

While the moon is shining bright

He walks through woods in winter

Hearing grouse and wind through trees

A listener, listening in the snow

Finds nature’s symphonies

By Diane E. Dockum

© April 23, 2017