The ground beneath crunches at a somber pattern
My icy breath pierces the barren ambience ahead
A longing for warmth is shattered by the shrieking winds behind
Unknowingly, a grin crosses against my seemingly numb countenance
United perhaps? Are we not? Enduring this monotonous serenity
Whether a mere duration or eternity, an appreciation is earned
The tree to my right, releases a snow drift from its loosening clutch
A quick slip on the lustrous surface, followed by an unprecedented blink
Suddenly, an entirely altered landscape is presented
Below a strategically set number of layers, I felt an overwhelming sense of pride
Awed by a strangely familiar splendor, my vexatious chills gone
Jogging, he smiled at me, his face stained red with the merciless cold
Around him gentle rays reflected of the colorless earth, a squint became necessary
A new perception then erupted, a compassion misplaced, found
The landscape surrounding me, incredible, but it a different way
The striking view allowed a realization of the purity and innocence
This winter scene reckoned splendor available in the nation of true virtue
Moments later, another slip, the view still remained, undisturbed and wondrous
I then continued walking and listened intently only to the crunching ground beneath
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