...a snow covered land

I love the silence that seems to accumulate from the snow that has gathered on the ground. the world is at peace. everything seems so incredibly still. As if, the snow has covered all our sins. How I wish the snow covered all our sins. white as snow. white. snow. He turned my sins white as snow. He took this scarlet letter from my chest. He erased my sins. my hurts. my pains. my frustrations. and replaced them with his love. The snow covers all. It's as if the world has enclosed itself within the falling snow. Anew and fresh. Starting over, Beginning again. The shadows reflect against the blanketed ground, so minuscule and intricate. The air forming and silhouetting our words, knowing we're here. Beautiful.