A scent before the rain

Bringing back memories of days without pain.

When we would run outside and play

Until the rumble of thunder sent us scurrying away.

The smell of leaves fallen to the ground

As the transition to slumber can be seen all around.

Signaling a time for quiet and rest

A time to stay inside our cozy nests.

The cold, sharp scent of freshly fallen snow

As we sit by the fire enjoying our freshly baked cookie dough.

Dreaming of days that are warmer

Holding onto hope that those are right around the corner.

The aroma of life returning once more;

Of blooming flowers and sunshine just outside the door.

Nature coming into balance,

These all evoke the smell of silence.