This Morning’s Snow

February 24, 2013 § Leave a comment

The snow fell overnight making this sunday morning even quieter.


The world looked like it had lost its color. On the paper white sky the trees were drawn in ink. The daylight seemed to be radiating from the ground, neon white and dimming the flat sky. Everywhere was north.

Nature was mute. The frozen image of my world had opened on a silver screen.


All of a sudden I was looking at the snow of the past, as on an old black and white postcard, and I realized that the snow of the future would become rarer and rarer in the warming winters to come.

So that this morning’s snow was to be an archive in my heart’s museum.


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