frozen beauty

i don't have to try hard not to see it
it's frozen over like the pond or lake
but once i open my eyes i can feel it
the beauty is all around
it's easier to see
when the weather is warm
when palm trees sway in the wind
but here in this frozen land
if i look it can't be escaped
it's in the geometric crystals
that cling to my windshield tight
the way the clouds play hide and seek with the mountains
letting in and out the light
it's in the holy silence of perfect falling snow
it's in the way tiny ghosts escape
from everyone mouth and nose
showing a tiny wintery bit
of our otherwise hidden soul