a winter night

I sit staring vacantly into the fireplace, as my heart chases dreams that my mind is set to conquer..flames leap into the air, casting long forlorn shadows that seem to stretch  forever into the walls. Crackling logs spurt sparks in the air, making little bursting sounds. Outside the night is quietly chill, as the snow falls steadily, almost noiselessly,like soft white feet sinking into the ground.

  • sparkling icicles
  • brightening the darkening night–
  • white landscape dazzles

It is as if time has come to a standstill, I forget that the noise I hear is the tick tock of the big ben  , I have not drawn the blinds yet and venture towards the window. I can see nothing through the frosted window pane.

  • snowflakes fall gently
  • wrapping the night in silver–
  • nature hibernates







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