The Grace of Snow
Snow descending,
Falling as a silent blessing
upon all it touches.
Stilling the world,
Stilling the mind,
Quieting all things
Until nothing other exists…
The Grace of Snow
Snow descending,
falling as a silent blessing
upon all it touches.
Stilling the world,
stilling the mind,
quieting all things
until nothing other exists.
Nothing other
is calling me
but this presence..
Sacred, in an ordinary day.
My ordinary life
swells with beauty
as the light of snow
continues drifting down…
Luminous the night,
filling the emptiness
with Grace.
Sophia