Morning Snow

Crystalline soldiers are parachuting down from the sky on a rescue mission. Wet and fluffy droplets, extricating yesterday’s gloom like an astringent-soaked cotton ball sucking impurities from my skin.

I open my window, leaving the screen open too, eliminating some distance between me and outside. Perhaps a snowflake will wander in to start its cleansing? No, it turns out not to be necessary. Just seeing the flakes floating in the sky, settling on rooftops, lifts my mood immediately. Each tiny white dot reflects sunlight, making the day surreally bright and picturesque. Mother Nature has not failed to share her gift of hope.