Into the woods. Freshly fallen
snow. Stillness and quiet. A bird swoops down and away.
Look and then it's gone. Hear the wind rustling the branches, cold on the skin. Fresh scent of snow blended with decaying leaves.
Clear awareness, thoughtless moment.
The world slowed down. The pause between breaths.
Ever so slightly life is changing moment to moment.
At the extreme of the earth's axis is the pause.
See the contrast, smell it, feel it and taste it.
Do not move.
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