I step outside
into the swirling globe
of snow...
like the loose down
of angels wings
coming from above.
I lift my face, and the
cold wind,
catches my hair,
and the snow flakes
k
i
s
s
my cheeks,
touch my eyelids briefly,
before melting,
into little snow drops.
All around me, the ground
i stand on is covered
with the feathery flakes
they call
s
n
o
w
...
The sun catches
on icy sparkles,
like
fairy dust...
and my eyes catch on
a rainbow glimmer.
magical.
breathtaking.
surreal!
My body tingles,
my feet are bare...
because, it's
my winter
tradition.
I breathe.
in.
and.
out.
because.
it's winter!
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