Walking outside, inhaling the beauty, breathtaking
first fallen snow captivates my soul
for within its freshness, my excitement explodes.

^ Beautiful, simply beautiful and yes breathtaking.
I really like the vividness and smooth flow of this introductory stanza. You describe what happens, step after step and I feel as if this is happening in slow motion for some reason because the speaker steps outside and gets effected by the atmosphere around him/her, trying to take as much as possible with him/her by inhaling it and treasuring it inside, yet it's so precious that it takes your breath.
The fact that you underline it's "first fallen snow" ("its freshness") proves its beauty and how enchanting it is because falling snow is still mere white and pure. If it was not, it'd either be partly melted or mashed, which takes its beauty, since it'd nowhere be as white as it is when it falls.

Whisking me away, within the rushing winds
snow boots become wings
as I transform into a snowflake.

^ You already had me with the first stanza, but "whisking me away" completly won me over. I do not know, but to me it still shows some kind of heaviness while trying to carry you away and it somehow shows the transformation process aswell.

Magical expressions upon my face
as nature revives my pale cheeks
leaving these old, stale tears frozen.

^ I'm not too sure about this stanza to be honest, obviously the speaker is in enjoyment otherwise the "expressions" wouldn't be "magical", but there is still something that might be bothering them, but it doesn't seem like it if you first read the poem. I definately get stuck here and would appreciate some sort of explaination because if those tears did not matter, they wouldn't be mentioned, yet they are not supposed to fall, that's why they're left frozen. Well, as I said I am a bit lost here, but it doesn't effect the beauty of this poem at all.

I am reborn, to start a new season
alive again "I whisper".

^ I wonder whether you purposely put "I whisper" into quotation marks and what meaning it has because I expected the other part to be.

Anyway, I think that this is a vivid poem, which reads fluently and is definately well written. I just seem to be in need of some explaination unless you prefer for your poem to leave an expression on the reader without influencing it by further words.

Nominated and keep on writing!

I'm becoming a big fan of your work. You have a certain unique quality and style that works so well
I enjoyed the images you penned and the delicate emotion. Well done

So I have to say I absolutely love this and missed your nature poems. No one does them quite like you!

I like your subtle rhyme and the rhythm you had especially in that first stanza, that use of the comma after freshness. I thought it worked really well :) Awesome job, nominated :)

Walking outside, inhaling the beauty, breathtaking
first fallen snow captivates my soul
for within its freshness, my excitement explodes.

^ The first stanza is pretty beautiful and simple to interpret. It speaks about the authors excitement with reference to snowfall and how it renews hope for him/her.

Whisking me away, within the rushing winds
snow boots become wings
as I transform into a snowflake.

^ This stanza speaks about the author transforming into a snowflake. But it is a figurative reference of authors fantasy/wishes, to temporarily switch into the form of an anonymous snowflake, where his/her snow boots morph into wings and the author can travel where ever the winds take him/her.

Magical expressions upon my face
as nature revives my pale cheeks
leaving these old, stale tears frozen.

^ The authors face, portrays multiple expressions, probably indicating joy and mirth and at different points, serenity. The nature caresses his/her pale soft cheeks and cleans away the tears frozen due to the cold weather.

I am reborn, to start a new season
alive again "I whisper".

^ The author himself/herself feels alive, as if being elevated from all the pain and suffering, ready to face the challenges of life again. Or being strong enough to accept life, the way it comes, good days and bad days, laughter, joy, woe and loss. The "I whisper" part it seems to me, is the author saying "I'm ready" or "I'm back" or something relevant.

It isnt just a nature poem. It speaks of personal pain and how a harmless fantasy can help restore the fading hope; kick start a depleting enthusiasm.

Very well written.

Simply beautiful! The idea of becoming a snowflake is so unique I've just got to love it. This poem made me homesick for Scotland where, I believe, it's snowing right now....here in Australia it's in the high 30s and it never feels like Christmas to me anymore haha!!

Another lovely write from you.

Wonderful Write, Great Job!!!

I loved it, amazin use of imagery, dis poem is jst is... Unique 5/5 :-)

I love it mama! this the kind of poem that I really adore... it contains elegant and hippy imagery... nice and deep! 5/5

Thank you for the vision in this poem... the hope of rebirth in the purity of white landscapes where rebirths always seem to move from whispered promises to inspired shouts of fulfillment.

This was so creative and captivating...great write...i am gonna put u on my fav list. :)

You have such amazing idea's in your writing. I loved this one it was like a scene from a fairy tale. It has made me excited for winter to come and hope we get some snow. Snowflakes are just so beautiful. This poem made me think of freedom, not sure why, it was just the feeling I picked up while reading it.