Saturday, December 12, 2009

New Fallen Snow

Time stands still. Crystals swirling, swirling, descending. Watching silent currents carry tiny crystals a myriad of directions. Street lamps illuminating their prisms bending their light into flickering dances. Blanketing the earth with a cool drink of water. No sound it makes. Leaving its gift behind. Beauty, magnificent, joy.

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