It’s already another season, the last one of this year. It’s hard to believe, isn’t it?!
Today the winter season begins. It might not be the loveliest season and we might not look forward to it. Especially when it’s windy, grey and rainy as it is now here in Belgium. Still this winter season will surely show us its own beauty and surround us with stillness. And who can resist a quiet white landscape when everything is covered with a cold blanket of snow?
And what about these pearls of ice that dresses this seedpod with a perfect crown and collar of shiny diamonds…
A naked house, a naked moor,
a shivering pool before the door,
a garden bare of flowers and fruit,
and poplars at the garden foot;
such is the place that I live in,
bleak without and bare within.
Yet shall your ragged moors receive
the incomparable pomp of eve,
and the cold glories of the dawn
behind your shivering trees be drawn;
and when the wind from place to place
doth the unmoored cloud galleons chase,
your garden blooms and gleams again
with leaping sun and glancing rain;
here shall the wizard moon ascend
the heavens, in the crimson end
of day’s declining splendour; here,
the army of the stars appear.
The neighbor hollows, dry or wet,
Spring shall with tender flowers beset;
and oft the morning muser see
larks rising from the broomy lea,
and every fairy wheel and thread
of cobweb dew dediamonded.
When daisies go, shall winter time
silver the simple grass with rime;
Autumnal frosts enchant the pool
and make the cart ruts beautiful.
And when snow bright the moor expands,
how shall your children clap their hands!
To make this earth our heritage,
a cheerful and a changeful page,
God’s intricate and bright device
of days and seasons doth suffice.
R. L. Stevenson
It was rather a long poem instead of a short quote this time, but I really loved his descriptions about winter and how beautiful it looks.
I hope you will enjoy this first day of winter!