The photograph (…from my journal)


I ran outside Christmas break officially starting

With a silky, purple sweater

Dark, tight blue jeans

And my slippers, my touch with the snow, a shock of dampness.

A smile the size of the great wall of China,

Spreads slowly across my porcelain face

The snow starts a battle with my body

The wind slashing at my cheeks

As I snap pictures.

If only I could stay in this moment

The snow covering me in a blanket of comfort,

My tracks slowly disappear

As simply beauty excites my vision


Now a year later

When I look back at the picture

Months later

I notice how snow brings

Joy to a lost child – the child within me.

I notice how the best aspects of life, love, beauty, and

Nature are free.


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