WinterSpell

I took a walk last night
It was cold, I could see my breath, and the winter night cast a spell on me
no one was around, no sounds other than the crunch of snow under my boots.
The winter is loney, cold, empty.
but there is beauty there as well...in the sparkles of the falling snow.
And I found myself falling in love with the night, the mystery of the darkness
by the light of the streetlamp, and the moon.