The facets of Winter

The icy hand of winter

has sprinkled snow all over.

Like a belle draped in white

muslin the Ullr comes,

taking our breath away,

making us look in awe

at the snow-white kingdom.



The cruel  hand of winter

denudes the trees now bare

with no fruits, flowers, or leaves.



The kind hand of winter

covers the nakedness

of the shame-faced trees with

a clothing  of virgin snow.



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