It's the first snowfall of the year 2012. Sometimes the silence is enough. This photo is taken from my front door. This second one is a candid shot of the face of the storm.
Enjoy the splendid of every mimute of life. I say this because as I stare up and marvel at the snow, a friend of mine is dying.
Into the face of the storm
He rode his gray winged stead
The fury had burnth black her changeless spirit
But he remained free.
Join the dance of the dark storm
And sing the first words of the year with abandon.
"I am free."
–Susan
Susan Hanniford Crowley
http://www.susanhannifordcrowley.com
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Published on January 16, 2012 21:19