The Winds That Blustering Blow


The winds that blustering blow
Leave silence by the way;
Far-off cascades of crystal snow
Have burning things to say.

The music of one memory
Stills all the battle-storm,
And in the bitter winter woods
The gray deer nestles warm.

In this Nature's wooded maze
serenity holds gentle sway;
Winter gales leave icy glaze
were woods meet lakeside bay.

As cold winds creatively blow,
Nature puts on yet another show.

Robert J. Lindley, 3- 08-2016

Sonnet mixed syllable count, not in ten syllables.