Winter Revisited

Frozen droplets, of warm breath,
hang in the air
as the crisp stillness of a
winter morning wraps it's
icy fingers on ear and nose.

In the distance, sits the
mountain, decked out in
it's white finery,
serenely majestic,
with it's cape of haze.

The lake,
a piece of glass,
reflecting every object,
lies tranquil, sullen
and emits the pungent
odor of the sea.