Listen closely, for it sings to us.  The time of death  and the time of giving. It sings songs of patience and pondering, living and revealing, loving and longing. We see, but do we really hear? The ever soft leaves slipping over the dying grass making the most subtle of sounds, the snow that, with the grace of an angel, gently touches  the leaves in a loving, cold embrace. The embrace comes swiftly as a  blanket of the purest white, all inviting and interweaving in the silent air in a macabre of art. Covers the longing ground in all its mercy and kindness, giving rest to the earth for a season  and calming all that watch the idle movements of winter. The waves of winding white cascade as the sands of time.
Do not fear, it is but the cold. A loving grasp that is unsettling to the skin at first, but the love is as such that those who do embrace it leave their soul to the love of winter to drift along  a soundless whisper that speaks of peace. Winter has a face, it is cold yet his eye's reflect warmth. Warmth of a hearth and the being's, who are not separated, who huddle near the fire within, eye' of warmth of love and the burden of those who forsake the cold for its nature, and for the souls who free their mortal bonds to float with him, forever. A tall man, dressed in white, who walks slowly but his stride is light as the snow around him. If this man is seen, he will soon take you by the hand and, with loving care, guide you down to serenity.
Hear his voice. It is to be heard with eye's and a heart. Learn to be his friend, and he will bless his friends with his company that he may have many journey's with the people who do not forsake him. He has much to teach and has time only to give. We can only receive by doing one thing. A thing as subtle as the tree's swaying, dancing, and weaving with the snowflakes as they plummet to earth causing no disturbance. Just listen, listen closely. Can you hear it? Can you hear the song of that man who whispers in our ear in the depths of our sleep and of our dreams?

                                              The Very Sound of Winter.