The gray haze of a winter mornings twilight. Snow falling gently in an exquisite dance. White covered earth resting and full of potential, footsteps remembered in white. Barren trees stand steadfast, swaying to the rhythm of the wind. A still and silent music echoes moving the soul deeper. A peaceful dawn full of reflection and hope, winters gift of rejuvenation.
A Dance at Dawn
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One True Breath 