The snow dances
a wild dance.
The snow maidens are chased
by enamored suitors
who fly through the air
on their handsome horses.
The wind plays
with the trees,
in a game
full of surprises.
The snow men and wives
veer across
the white carpet
in a beautiful waltz,
while the snow maidens
are asked to join
in a passionate tango.
Everything dances
including my soul,
which swings slowly around
in the white
and is engulfed
in the intense dance.
Nature is having a ball tonight.
Winter's last joyous celebration
before spring comes along.
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