The stillness of the trees, <br />Bare and gaunt in the winter cold, <br />The air is still, the forest is quiet, <br />Waiting for the warmth of spring sunshine. <br /> <br />The air of gentle melancholy, <br />Touches my soul, <br />And brings me closer to nature and life’s meaning.<br /><br />Anthony Foster<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-a-winters-day-in-the-new-forest/
