Snow-sprites donned white frocks upon a forest of towering birch and majestic pine;
A pastoral scented backdrop for festive players, all serene in their meditative pose;
Nature's peaceful setting paused for the first day of a winter scene sublime.
T'was a reverent morning hush, as Heavenly Spirits and Earth's familial listen
For the celebration's familiar start; December's merry dancing.
Sun's rising, breaking dawn's chilly mist, finds the fairy prisms; ice-sickles glisten.
Silence now broken, as shouts and songs sparked the festivities;
Magic-dust covered cones and seasonal berries were gathered to decorate boughs.
Gossamer wings flit and flutter, scattering colored orbs of light, brightening the trees.
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