Before the storm,
Weather channels announced the "coming of a winter blast". Preparations were made, snowblowers in high demand. Most people snuggled indoors waiting for the event.
Storm brewing.
Winter wish:
Fill your day with cozycalm,
Mindful practice.
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Then, the Storm Came.
Snuggled in blanket-warmth,
white powder masses paraded in.
Nighttime darkness
masked the entry.
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Daylight Quietly Opened
In haste
snowscape captured
before the rush to
dismember its stilled existence.
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Why do we quickly tear down the beauty of winter snow
to enjoy the convenience of passing streets?
When I was a child, it seemed that snowstorm pile-ups were left untouched for days. The sheer beauty of pristine snowscapes remains in my mind as a remembrance of winter peace.
Snow was falling
so much like stars
filling the dark trees
that one could easily imagine
its reason for being was nothing more
than prettiness.
-Mary Oliver
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I turn my Slice of Life thoughts over to Two Writing Teachers
in gratitude for their community of writers.



