Sorry, Your Browser does not support Java

The most magnificent silence ever heard,
Winter time, past midnight,
A lonely, deserted, distant hill,
Whitest landscape, purest moonlight.
Breathe gently and deep; don't disturb the air,
Be still; make no motion at all,
Listen intently - hush - not a sound,
I think you will hear the snow fall.
No sound more profound, orchestrated by God,
Few have such privileged ear,
Snow kisses your facewith a veilof white lace,
You're now dressed for the concert, my dear.
Virginia (Ginny) Ellis
Copyright 2000

Index Page

Nature Of Things Index

The music on this page is David Folsom
and used with his permission.