The swirling mist filled the forest,
A snowy owl echoes his call of winter
Throughout the mysterious forest.
Whispers of secrets fill my heart,
Snow falls like a kitten's paws
Onto the frozen ground.
My boots break the crispy surface
Of the snow-covered ground,
As the bubbling hot spring
Sends a stream of steam
To mix with the mist.
Winter Mist by WhiteNight

