A Winter Reflection

 

It was a cold winter night; the sky was gray as the first snow began to fall. I stood at the window while the outside world grew quiet. 

I opened it slightly. The air was sharp, rinsing my lungs clean. 

Tiny flakes caught the streetlight’s glow, drifting like stars. In that moment, I forgot everything, feeling small before the weather, yet unafraid in the presence of something vast and breathing. 

The sky whispered to my heart, wrapping me in simplicity. 

It was a moment of wonder and new beginnings, a silent gift from the universe

Georgia