Divine Flakes

I like snow, since I can hear the sound of silence. Everything is so calm and quite. The night looks bright with the snow. The look of serenity in nature fills me with eternal bliss. The white paths, the sinking of the shoes while walking, the feel of the flakes on my face, the warmth of its soft fall on me, escaping from my hands when I try to hold them. When I lie down on the snow, I feel the chill seep in slowly but still it feels warm. The earth looks so fresh, like a newly bloomed flower disipating its fragrance. It's nice to sit in the snow and feel that the world belongs just to me. It's a kind of a spiritual feeling. I feel I would meet someone divine, I would get to talk to this divine force. It just feels peaceful. Every other thought comes to a standstill. I can see and live and jump in the moment. There is something very powerful about snow to me. It has the power to reveal silence, and in it myself.

I wonder how nature knows not to snow for long? It stops and disappears to let us get along with our mundane activities. And in it's transient life span, leaves behind a whole world of thoughts. Every occurence reveals the mystery of the universe...which is even more puzzling ;)