Diva's Poetry

The sun’s rays from behind the clouds kiss the sky on this Winter evening. The snow on the mountain’s rests softly under the sky not knowing how long. Streaks of the blue-sky peeks through while the other clouds make their way to the scene of the day. The mountains enjoy their reflection on the water while the trees and the grass sleeps under the snow. The water is still like glass sitting in an unmovable stream. No birds gracing the sky. It is as if someone has been walking there because of the footprints in the snow. Who could it have been that ventured there to see the serene tranquility of this beautiful scene? Whether it be in or out, it is still sun in Winter.