"Rebirth hides in the embrace of winter's white, whispering that every end is but a doorway to the unseen."
A twisted tree defies the snow's embrace
Its gnarled limbs dance in a silent space
Beneath the archway, shadows quietly wait
As crisp reflections weave a chilling fate
Stairs of white ascend through winter's breath
In dreamlike realms where silence meets death
Ethereal light casts its soft, tender glow
Inviting hearts to wander where few dare go.
