for a short moment in time.....
the magnificent of still whiteness.
A light fall of snow has left the landscape renewed.
When, a little while later, the sun
peeked through and
slowly spread its light over field and forest
the world fairly sparkled with de-light.
Delight at the tranquility of the morning
Delight at the intensity of the light
Delight at the loveliness of winter
Delight at the bird song which greeted it
Delight at the delight of the delight
It is still. Very still and immensely white.
Our visual world seems totally renewed.
The special effect of the silent snow falling provides a total surprise.
As if seeing the world for
the first time.
As if seeing the world in its most wonderful pristine and
innocent state.
As if being given a new sheet of white drawing paper and asked
to try once more.
A moment of brilliant childhood in our daily rut.
Like a thick insulation blanket the snowfall absorbs most sound.
The stillness thus produced together with the virgin whiteness,
intensifies the
effect of this newness.
What are we going to draw on this sheet of paper?
What are we
going to do with this absolute gift of a
still quiet day?
“Step outside every day. Miracles are waiting
everywhere.
“
