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The Snowy Hollow


The Snowy Hollow

 

Trees reach up

Like long slender hands

Over the stillness.

All is hushed

There is no need for

Words.

 

Snow blankets

Like garments of white

Over the stillness.

All is hushed

There is no need for

Words.

 

Stars look down

Like faces watching

Over the stillness.

All is hushed

There is no need for

Words.

 

This moment

Perfectly crafted

God made this stillness.

All is hushed

There is no need for

Words.

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LaireOfIthilien

Hello! I am Abby Erwin, an aspiring biology teacher. "Why would she choose to be a part of this community if she really loves biology?" you ask. First of all, biology is beautiful. Have you ever seen the graceful curve of a DNA strand, or a cacophony of cells, crowded together in a zen-tangle of life? Have you ever gazed up at the trees and wondered at their strength and slenderness? Have you stared into the eyes of another human being and seen the depths of their soul, and asked yourself why the eyes work that way? I have. Secondly, I am more complex than that. I am not only a biological-dreamer; I have feelings and happenings, just like everyone does. Why would I not have room for poetry in my life? Personally, I think everyone could be a poet, if they tried.

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