Have you ever stood in the middle of a snowfall, and just listened?
Our world is so busy there aren’t many places quiet enough to hear snow. But I have been blessed to have lived in one of those places.
It can be hidden by the blowing of wind, but if you just stand and listen to the tinkle of it landing on a waterproof coat. You will hear joy.
The flakes never stay long. You can watch them melt almost instantly as body heat reaches out to their lace like structures.
It’s almost as if they never touched you. But the sound will live in your soul.
This winter, if you can, find a place to listen to the snow. It also sings for you as you walk though its drifts.
©2021 Mary Grace van der Kroef
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