Ode to winter br ~ br Ode, ode to the winter br What music plays to sonnet br While a world drifts to sleep br Leaves curl and flowers bow br Birds take flight to a further place br A touch of frost creeps in br Stealing the landscape of its colour br Soon all shall be held motionless br In the still of a winters season br Now in all its changing br The beauty and perfection of life br Is left open to be witnessed br Savoured by the eye of an artist br To feed the soul, nourish the heart br This melancholy season br This changing landscape br What beauty it reveals br In an ode to the winterbr br Matthew Hollowaybr br