If you watch a gentle snow fall, the flakes float down like a kestrel flying in the wind
Looking within the snowstorm makes time stand still, like there is no rush in the world at all
The gentle blizzard encapsulates you in their moment
As if they are here to take the weight of your shoulders
A beautiful portal to a version of the same world
Where all your woes don’t quite have the same precedence
That in itself is a gesture I am wonderfully grateful for
Do you think they know they hold such a tranquil moment in my day?
Such a sweet moment in time, do they do it on purpose?
It’s almost as if they know their downcast journey is the most effective
The time, the only time they have to show the full impact of their beauty
Do they know once they reach the floor their short prevail is over?
Their collected comforts bind upon the horizon
A beautiful layer which allows us to escape our reality, even for a short while
The grimmest of places, the harshest of spirits are delicately paused by its soft white blanket
For that split second we forget everything we are carrying
For that storm in time we are graced with the love of a cold, icy kiss
For that one snowfall offers our hearts an excitable, warm, loving bliss