Icy tears fall from the heavens; they melt and mingle with my own.   The early morning seems devoid of life, so desolate and alone.  Here I lay staring into a star filled sky.

Tonight is a night magically alight with stars and snow.  This winter morning is strangely surreal, wonderfully beautiful.  From where I lay a cloud of misted breath rises to mingle with icy white snow. Continue reading →