FROZEN SILENCE

Driving around East Lothian today it was a winter wonderland of fresh white snow. Towards sunset the snow started to fall again and I sheltered for a while in a woodland, hoping the setting sun might emerge. Sound was muffled by the snow so everything fell silent and still. No sounds of bird song, the wee critters no doubt sheltering and saving their energy for the long night ahead. With no sounds and in such stillness, it seemed possible - the rest of the world had slipped away elsewhere.

A Frozen Silence

Falling snow, stills the air

Winter’s cloak, the trees do wear

Birds fall silent, as all around

Snow flakes fall, without a sound