Noel 

Snowflakes, they fall from the sky, performing a freefall dance, to the tunes of the carols. 

Architecturally multifarious, a permafrost fills the air. Limpid and transpicuous. 

That frozen vapour like little diamonds, crystalline, they glisten, as they drop from the sky. 

And as they kiss the ground, almost fluid like they fall and coalesce to form a blanket, enveloping the earth, as if a quilt, wrapping it, in its bleached amore, as it announces the arrival of the yuletide. 

 The air smells of pine, of burning lumber, layered with scents of cinnamon and mulled wine. The town is furnished and gilded for Noel. 

Every house graced with a tree adorned with ornaments sparkling and biguiling, every lane with  fairy lights, chatoyant and scintillating. 

The reindeers graze in the woodlands that are fringing the town, the boscage skirting the forest. Conifers lay fallen and  scattered on the acreage of forest, pine and willow trees looming in the sky.

The people, enraptured and exhalting, as they jubiliate and have a ball.

 The angels watch from above as the spirit of Noel fills the night sky.  A rhapsodic euphoria impregnates the wind. For its the season of the yuletide once more.  

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7 Comments Add yours

  1. that was lovely. I am still waiting for our first snow fall to cover the ground. Light flurries that melted on contact yesterday.

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    1. Lemon zest says:

      Thankyou! Yes i love the thought of a white Christmas!

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      1. Aman Thakur says:

        you are welcome…you can visit my blog too…😊

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      2. Lemon zest says:

        Thanks will do🙂

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