First Frost

A crisp clear winter morning

darkness lingers cold as dawns frost covers all can see 

like frosting this white frost layer a top layer blanket 

 

walking amidst ever crisp air by yonder giant pine tree

stopping ever briefly to gaze upon crystal sea of ice set

 

sun crosses horizon's frame casting bright radiant light 

reflecting upon frozen crystal ice like glowing in lights grace

 

gazing out eyes scan sleeping slumbering beautiful sight

moving on the air grows colder sharper stinging my face

 

as if the world frozen in time as the second passed did freeze

amidst upon frozen ground lays a beautiful firm fragile flower

 

with clearest clear skies few clouds linger in soft gentle breeze 

passing across my face as sun's light illuminates revealing God's power  

 

stillness echoing silence sets in with slightly gently ears does fill

sitting watching moments pass slowly gazing upon frozen still