白い花びら
神社に雪降り
冬の贈り

White blossoms drift,
Snow falls upon the shrine,
A gift of winter.

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In the hush of winter’s embrace,
A graceful bloom, a tranquil face.
With silver strands like falling snow,
She dances softly, a gentle glow.

Petals whisper in frosty air,
As winter’s breath weaves through her hair.
A shrine adorned in purest white,
Where dreams take flight in quiet night.

Each flake a kiss from heaven’s hand,
A fleeting touch upon the land.
In sacred stillness, she takes her place,
The white flower of the shrine’s grace.