It looks still and calm outside,
Like a snow globe;
Perfect, fluffy flakes
Lazily drifting to the blanketed earth.

A picturesque winter-white world
Rests just outside my window,
Beckoning me;
Begging to be enjoyed with quiet spirit.

Baroque music plays in the background;
Adagio in C Major, Rv 109
by Antonio Vivaldi,
Seeming perfect for the winter-tide scene.

Author's note: A poorly-crafted poem, as I looked out upon a winter scene in February 2014.