Snow erased the world gently
coating mistakes in silver
streetlights flickered like moons
guiding my quiet footsteps
every crunch felt sacred
breath floated like tiny ghosts
windows glowed with warmth
while the air bit sharp
I crossed the drifting silence
carrying cold on my sleeves
a distant dog barked once
echo swallowed it whole
I felt the night expand
like a book opening slowly
each flake wrote a new line
each gust shifted the page
I followed the soft trail
towards home’s waiting glow
the snowy night felt endless
a perfect pause in time.
December, 2025
