The Snow's Gift Of A Blank Canvas

Can you remember the feeling of breathing in cold fresh air how it encapsulates you and wakes your mind and body and i wonder if you can imagine that now as you take three deep breaths the only thing that breaks the silence of this peaceful moment is the delicate fall of snow floating and tapping on the leaves on the gentle old trees if you look up to the sky the snowflakes fall and float landing on your skin cooling your face a peace like nothing else a silence that has never been heard even a whisper on the wind would leave an echo right now time you have it all space surrounds you freedom is yours when the snow falls it's nature's way to make us stop and stand still watch and listen to the silence snowflakes a tiny universe within themselves gentle and perfectly formed and as you wander through the snow you can hear those delicate footprints being pressed down creating the only footprints there and as you wander through the snow you can hear those delicate footprints being pressed down creating the only footprints there but soon to be covered once again by the falling snow as you see how the trees are covered in soft fluffy snow and with each delicate breeze a brush of icing sugar is blown off in a flurry all of its own the sky white and low warm yet cold cocooned but free silent yet present the autumn colors covered by this new blank canvas a new day a new way to experience space and silence a blank piece of paper for your story to begin for you to start writing to put paint to paper words to ears love into hearts a bench just for you as you sit on the bench besides you a red ribbon this bright red chest all showy and proud and you watch and notice how he is so mindful in the moment so peaceful enjoying his surroundings beautiful and friendly and as you reach your hand out towards him the snowflake lands right in the center of your palm and as you watch the snowflake you see it slowly melting away into a drop of water and then another one floats down and another until each melted snowflake creates a pool within the palm of your hand and as each new snowflake falls into your hand a ripple and with that moment snowflakes start to tiptoe upon you a moment so present so mindful enjoying this time for exactly what it is nature playing with you enjoying you being your friend loving you and holding you here you are free here there is space air to breathe forever time here there is you here you are safe you are precious you are loved and wanted always and forever surrounding you the snow a blank canvas for your journey to begin with love and with light namaste