Bliss~ crystalized in soft white velvet. only whispers are heard. Stillness. Its beauty is obvious, Its secrets are not. Blue Wind whirling around , spinning you softly. You realize what you waited for. This magnificance. This special time of year. You hear your heart beat as you rush through... If only for forever. Trees and bushes holds its presence. A new time has come... winter.
November 24, 2009