Snow Is A Silent Friend
 

My lungs breathe in a blast of cold air, and the story begins.

 

In the silence, the cold air stings my skin. 

 

Shimmering crystals of water begin to fall with no end. 

 

As magical snowflakes kiss my cheeks, I feel a tickle of joy within! 

 

Snow is a Silent Friend

 

Like a snowflake, I gently fall to the ground and my imagination takes the lead. 

 

My arms and legs move to the soft rhythm of my beating heart, pretending I can fly with ease and great speed. 

 

I land within a moment of Holy Pause, where I stand in the snow to see the form of Angel Wings! 

 

I speak to her from a silent place within and, without saying a word, we talk about all kinds of things. 

 

Snow is a Silent Friend

 

Within the Silence of Snow falling on the trees and without the noise of any others…

   ~She hears me.

   ~She listens to me.

   ~She inner-stands me. 

   ~She supports me and 

       guides me. 

 

We trust one another …..

like no other. 

 

We hold our Sacred Contract with Honor. 

 

My inner~Angel holds the Key to knowing ….

my every feeling and, 

that our story has no end. 

 

Snow is a Silent Friend 

By, Paula York

September 4, 2024