A river whispers, half asleep,
Framed by snow, secrets it keeps.
Clouds hang low, a muted gray,
In winter’s grasp, the world at bay.
Nature holds a still embrace.
Whispers of a Winter River
A river whispers, half asleep,
Framed by snow, secrets it keeps.
Clouds hang low, a muted gray,
In winter’s grasp, the world at bay.
Nature holds a still embrace.
Ritva Sillanmäki Photography 
So beautiful!
Thanks 😀
Did you write that?
Yes 😀 Inspired by other winter poems
Beautiful! Matches the image perfectly.
:-D, that what I was aiming to do
Lovely verse and photo.
Thanks Brad.
Beautiful photo
Thanks Yolanda
Lovel y winter image, Ritva!
Beautiful. I can feel it.
Thanks Eileen for the commenting in such a nice way and visiting my blog
Wonderful! For me, it’s kind of what I would imagine when someone says I‘d have to describe Finland‘s countryside in winter.
And the poem reminds me to Robert Frost‘s „Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening“
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What a beautiful photo! It feels very serene and quiet.
Yes, it is from a rural area 😀
Beautiful words and photo Ritva 😀
Thanks Brian.
That’s beautiful
Thanks Matt
beautiful picture 👌
Thanks Neeraj
Lovely and atmospheric.
Thank you Marie