| snow descends in silent flight...winter’s veil of purest white...the earth lies still in soft repose...beneath the sky where cold wind blows...snowflakes fall and rivers freeze...beavers...crows...among the rock and trees...stones that rose from magma’s core...in fragile balance evermore...the beaver leaves its cozy nest...to build anew...a place to rest...crows on watch with piercing eyes...survey the land...the winter skies...stones arranged with nature’s care...in balance...beneath the cold, crisp air...geometric sky above...reflects the harmony we love...let the snow and nature's song...remind us where we all belong...in winter's grasp...we find our peace...in nature's dance that will never cease... |
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