The light permeating through the bedroom shades is ethereal. I peak outside to see soft puffs of clouds lazily floating to Earth, collecting in the yellowing grass.
Barefooted, I step on the cold concrete to feel the outside. I'm grounded by the chill of the sidewalk. I hold cold in my palms. I touch the lilting beauty of falling snow like a mother's kisses across my uplifted face. Living in this moment I am content within myself; I've never felt so beautiful.
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