It’s cold here! So cold that your lungs feel frozen when you try to breathe.
There is a hush upon the land, a stillness that says…shhhh, step softly, go carefully, do not disturb the silence of the sleeping earth.
Still there is a wonderful beauty of the evening sky—the jagged pink line of snow covered mountains
As the setting sun brings to us the darkness…flowing in quietly all around us
If I could do so I would be able to catch myself on the hook of that growing moon. Then I would skip and jump from one glowing star to another— walking among the vault of heaven, which arches over our magnificent earth.
From my world to your heart