First Steps In New Year's Snow

Beneath the moon's soft silvery glow,
In the hush of winter's embrace so slow,
First steps in the New Year's snow,
Where time seems to cease its flow.

Each footprint, a promise sown,
In the heart of the winter's throw,
An echo of the year that's flown,
And the future that we do not know.

The crunch of snow underfoot, a song,
Singing of days, both short and long,
Of righting every past wrong,
In the New Year's dance, we belong.

So, step with hope, let your spirit grow,
In the journey through the New Year's snow.

First Steps In New Year's Snow

Peter is a member of STEF (The Performing Rights Society of Iceland) and FTT (The Icelandic Society of Authors & Composers).
He has made around or more than 15 thousand music works, 7 thousand poems and 5 thousand landscape paintings...

First Steps In New Year's Snow

Pétur Söebech Quinn