Though the sound of the wind from inside the house made me hesitate,
the morning was calling to us (me, and the dogs).
Winter's playground was looking for a friend.
The sun shined brightly above the snow;
sparkles of light upon the star of the show.
blowing ripples across the water in the nearby pond.
The day, with all of its brightness and beauty, making me feel alive
in the way that one should feel alive - full of energy and awareness,
appreciation and presence.
And, in another part of the world, the star is burning.
Not in the way that sparkles and shines in the warmth of the sunlight on a winter's day,
but in the heat of a life-threatening battle - a flame-scorching, take-no-prisoners, relentless and destructive, heart-wrenching fire.
Oh, how I wish I could send our blanket of snow your way, to sooth and ease your burns.
the morning was calling to us (me, and the dogs).
Winter's playground was looking for a friend.
The sun shined brightly above the snow;
sparkles of light upon the star of the show.
The beautiful, white landscape, with its lines and its curves, edgeless and never-ending.
The wind, more energizing than biting,blowing ripples across the water in the nearby pond.
The day, with all of its brightness and beauty, making me feel alive
in the way that one should feel alive - full of energy and awareness,
appreciation and presence.
And, in another part of the world, the star is burning.
Not in the way that sparkles and shines in the warmth of the sunlight on a winter's day,
but in the heat of a life-threatening battle - a flame-scorching, take-no-prisoners, relentless and destructive, heart-wrenching fire.
Oh, how I wish I could send our blanket of snow your way, to sooth and ease your burns.
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