Stillness comes when snow is falling
Cov’ring all in solemn white;
Lines of grey from hearth-fires rising
Gath’ring all in restful night

Spirit dwells in deep reflection
Autumn cares to lay aside
Finding signs of new direction
In the still of Wintertide

While outside the cold wind blowing
Swirling, restless raw and rime
Here inside a wave is growing
Biding, silent, all in time

After Winter’s meditation
Gates of nature burst apart;
Comes the Springtime’s inspiration
Flowing from the ready hеart