The Secrets Of The Shadows

Shadows dance in winter's night,

hiding secrets in pale moonlight

As Winter's shadows whisper and sigh,

they weave a matrix of snowflakes falling from the sky

And the shadows of winter, haunting and still,

dance on snowy hills while sending a chill

Down my spine as I watch from my window covered in ice,

Frost-kissed shadows, paint a canvas of darkness so precise

The shadows of winter nights, like ink spilled from the sky,

hide secrets in their depths, and I wait to be mystified.