Cold travel in Scotland,
Snowflakes dance in the twilight,
Whispers of the north.
Cold air tightens its grip,
December's ancient oak stands,
Silent whispers speak.
Frozen solstice midnight,
Venturing fearlessly through darkness,
Clouds unveiling warmth.
Frosty chill extends wide,
Longest night of the year arrives,
Awaiting dawn's light.
Winter's deep chill bites,
Cold air, bracing embrace,
Nature's silent might.
Winter Solstice whispers,
Raw cold embraces the night.
Into darkness we slide.
Winter wonderland,
Snowflakes dance in enchanted air,
Whispering winter's tale.