winter scene

     Snowstorms are unlike any other storm. The snow comes heavily, yet softly. Whirling around in the sky as if someone had picked up a snow globe and shaken it hard. The sky is white, the ground is white, the trees are heavily laden with white. The world is all so soft and frozen, and oh so quiet. The stillness of winter amazes me, and I find it absolutely beautiful.
      People talk about summer and wanting it to come quickly. I just wish they'd slow down and take in the beauty of winter. Even in spite of the cold, the air is so clean and refreshing. Just a deep breath of the cold, and I feel as if everything dirty on the inside has been swept away. It makes my heart swell, and I stand on tiptoes just itching to catch that next breath of fresh air.
     I want it to take me away, that ice cold wind that whistles through the dead trees. I'm one of those people who hates to see the fresh snow trampled on, melting, and dirty. I wish the snow could stay clean and pure forever, but winter doesn't work that way. Each  individual snowflake glints and gleams in the fading sunlight. Capturing a burst of gold and dazzling white diamonds. Did you ever see anything so lovely? Yet so many people don't notice, and winter goes unappreciated.
     Winter can be harsh, and it can be fierce. But there's a beauty there in the harshness. There's a rare exquisiteness to the bitterly cold landscape. Don't let it pass you by. Don't let the breathtaking beauty of the winter scene pass go unobserved. I know it's cold, but take a minute to marvel at the beauty of the snow. The way the snowflakes drift gently to the ground, the way the cold air feels like cleansing for the soul, and the majestic pines shrouded in clouds of white, and the glimmer of the snowflakes as the catch the rays of golden light.