The first snow Silently falling to the ground Taking sorrows, secrets Words never spoken aloud For a deep winters’ sleep Cleaning our mourning's Taking the colour, the feelings out of things Listen to the silent breath Calming a turbulent earth All of a sudden, nature coming to a halt Slowing its pace and stopping To breath out Regaining its deep connection to mother earth A warm blanket covering its surface Muffling all sounds

And there it was, natures first kiss Settling on my lips like morning dew Clear and shiny drops, lingering, staying Tasting of leaves and flowers, of flora and fauna, Their colours a manifest of joy The willows singing in the wind Cradling into the stillness Listening to the sound of love Like a child looking at the world in wonder A longing for more, a longing for an everlasting moment When we see the world as if for the first time When we see the world every day anew When we are in awe about the little things We have reached our goal, our destiny, to be

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