Winter

The white blanket folded over the earth until the night became day in bright luminescence. Trees dripped 10 karat ice crystals and adorned long branches in slender tendrils of sparkling beads which almost touched the snow covered ground. The glittering light reached into dark recesses of the woods until the world magically glowed with tranquility.

Under the frozen scene, life coursed. Swirling pools of mountain water teeming with fish continued to flow down ancient paths. Some animals burrowed deeper into the earth seeking warmth while others continued sleeping in oblivious hibernation.

Fall explodes in color but the snowy winter landscape exposes the brilliant hues of new beginnings. Without prejudice, all is buried. The sky is colored in softness, and the world stops and revels as snowflakes burst onto the frigid wonderland. On the surface, time stands still and for a few moments, a few hours, a day and a night; we are at peace.

Forced into rest, we lie under billowing goose down comforters and look for ourselves in frozen reflections. In our self contained snow globe, hearts beat in wonder that all things are possible when we too are blanketed in virgin white.