There's a irony when it comes to freshly fallen snow. It's so cold. It's chilling and is sometimes accompanied with a harsh wind.
However, there's also a peaceful serenity. A consequence of all the snow, is less people on the road; less noise, less hustle and bustle, less "gotta get there now."
It's quiet, if for a few moments. How could something so cold, so chilling, and at times so dangerous, bring an equal amount of peace and tranquility?
In a way it brings emptiness. Not the emotionally empty, but the mentally empty, where thoughts are free to roam across the empty landscape of ones mind like bison or elk.
This feeling is freeing. It's liberating. Freshly fallen snow is purity; is cleansing; is empty. It's a canvas waiting to be filled with the masterpiece of ones mind.
Feel the cold. Embrace the emptiness.
MGBWY
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