This Winter Day

Mist draped over,
An enchanted forest,
On a distant hill.

Clouds hang low,
Swollen and gray,
Lighted at the edges.

Water flows and drips,
Gathering into puddles,
Dimly reflecting the world.

A hidden beauty,
On this winter day,
For those who see.

What do you see?

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