Meditation 016 | A Simple Carol

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Sending all my best to you and yours this holiday season.

Thank you so much for being such an important part of Fog Chaser this year. I am so grateful for your time and attention. I hope you enjoy this month’s piece, a meditation on the season.

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
by Robert Frost

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.   

My little horse must think it queer   
To stop without a farmhouse near   
Between the woods and frozen lake   
The darkest evening of the year.   

He gives his harness bells a shake   
To ask if there is some mistake.   
The only other sound’s the sweep   
Of easy wind and downy flake.   

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,   
But I have promises to keep,   
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

Fog Chaser is a composer based in the Pacific Northwest. He sends a new original instrumental song every month along with visuals, poetry, and more.